#deli

We don’t know why God chose to deliver Peter from death and James through death. The text doesn’t say. ↗

— K. Howard Joslin

#deliverance #endurance #faith #martyrs #death

The woman is the most perfect doll that i have dressed with delight and admiration. ↗

— Karl Lagerfeld

#admire #clothes #clothing #delight #delightful

The secret to modeling is not being perfect. What one needs is a face that people can identify in a second. You have to be given what’s needed by nature, and what’s needed is to bring something new. ↗

— Karl Lagerfeld

#bring #chanel #designer #face #fashion

I don't know. I had to be something, didn't I? ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#sandman #tattoo #dreams

Everything has taken on a strange, distant quality - the sounds of running and shouting outside get warped and weird like they're being filtered through water, and Alex looks miles away. I start to think I might be dreaming, or about to pass out. And then I decide I'm definitely dreaming, because as I'm watching, Alex starts peeling his shirt off over his head. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#delirium #dreaming #funny #lauren-oliver #lena-holloway

His eyes are the color of honey. These are the eyes I remember from my dreams. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#delirium #lena-haloway #requiem #dreams

Everything looks stark and vivid and frozen, as though drawn precisely and outlined in ink - parents' smiles frozen, camera flashes blinding, mouths open and white teeth glinstening, dark glossy hair and deep blue sky and unrelenting light, everyone drowning in light - everything so clear and perfect I'm sure it must already be a memory, or a dream. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#lauren-oliver #dreams

Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#fidelity #love #love

Her beauty was a divine delicacy that I could only hold within my dreams. I tested my dream of her beauty, and I whispered her grace to the angels. The sounds of heaven replied back to me, telling me that her beauty transcended not only my dreams, but even heaven. ↗

— Lionel Suggs

#delicacy #beauty

Have you ever felt as if your dreams were more memorable, more alive, than what you knew to be reality? Have your dreams ever seemed so tangible as to make you question upon waking if you’d truly only dreamt them? Have they at times been addictive enough to consume your waking hours; blurring actuality and pretend together until your wishes and passions stare back at you with open eyes? If only dreams could be reality, that beautiful garden of sweet-smelling roses we all long for. But reality for me is no such bed of roses. It is nothing but a field of unwanted dandelions." - From the thoughts of Annabelle Fancher ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#annabelle #annabelle-fancher #child-abuse #dandelions #dreams