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Floating, falling, sweet intoxication. Touch me, trust me, savor each sensation. Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in to the power of the music of the night. ↗

— Charles Hart

#music #opera #phantom-of-the-opera #dreams

All of us have failed to match our dream of perfection. I rate us on the basis of our splendid failure to do the impossible. If I could write all my work again, I'm convinced I could do it better. This is the healthiest condition for an artist. That's why he keeps working, trying again: he believes each time that this time he will do it, bring it off. Of course he won't. ↗

— William Faulkner

#dreams

I did sketch comedy for years. I've always enjoyed it. ↗

— Jamie Farr

#comedy #did #enjoyed #i #sketch

... Wickard's novel colorfully illuminates the two sychronized protagonists, each displaying profound characteristics: Sami has trouble adjusting to her new life and Smitty balances his secret life with his normal one, with a (living) wife and infant daughter at home... ... assertive characters with distinct backgrounds provide a solid fountaion for the story of a killer on the hunt." Kirkus Review February 24, 2012 ↗

— Douglas Wickard

#kirkus-reviews #rave-reviews-kirkus #home

I completely scorn the falsifying, the sanctimonious, the cheap and the shoddy. ↗

— Ralph Thomas Walker

#completely #i #sanctimonious #scorn #shoddy

God is in the sadness and the laughter, in the bitter and the sweet. ↗

— Neale Donald Walsch

#god #laughter #sadness #sweet

If God exists, what objection can he have to saying so? ↗

— Lemuel K. Washburn

#god #objection #saying

Humility is the gateway into the grace and the favor of God. ↗

— Harold Warner

#gateway #god #grace #humility #into

She was tired of hugging pillows, counting on blankets for warmth, and reliving romantic moments only in her dreams. She was tired of hoping that every day would hurry so she could get on to the next. Hoping that it would be a better day, an easier day. But it never was. Worked, paid the bills, and went to bed but never slept. Each morning the weight on her shoulders got heavier and heavier and each morning she wished for night to fall quickly so she could return to her bed to hug her pillows and wrap herself in the warmth of her blankets. ↗

— Cecelia Ahern

#dreams

It's fun when you're winning and performing well, but it's also hard because now you get older, you got responsibilities. ↗

— Rau'Shee Warren

#because #fun #get #got #hard