#dre

احلم لأقصى مدى فليس هناك حد للأحلام.. احلم لأرفع مكان.. احلم بأروع انسان.. احلم وأطلق لعقلك العنان.. وبعد أن تحلم تستطيع أن تختار جزء من حلمك لتحقيقه.. ↗

— عبد الله العثمان

#dreamer #life #حلم #dreams

Dallas to Cordelia: You were my dream, Dee. I just didn't know it.The part of me that I was always searching for. ↗

— Lorraine Heath

#dreams

The day, like the previous days, dragged sluggishly by in a kind of insipid idleness, devoid even of that dreamy expectancy which can make idleness so enchanting. ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#dreams #expectancy #hope #idleness #life

It is never late, you can start the movement now, the provisions have been made, the price has been paid and the gifts have been packaged. Are you willing to change? ↗

— Jaachynma N.E. Agu

#dreams #fulfilling-purpose #inspiration #risk-it-be-different #success-self-improvement

He watched her for her reaction, or possibly watched her just to watch, his eyes hooded by his lashes and his mouth impassive. A faceless man—such as the one she had dreamed of since she was a child—his identity not obscured by mist or flying sand or swirling dust, but by a mask he readily employed whenever he wished. As a shutter closed against a gale. Closed against her, no matter the impact of his words. He seemed to speak them against his will, just as he seemed to care for her against his will. ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#desert #historical #romance #dreams

I dream in my dream all the dreams of the other dreamers, And I become the other dreamers. ↗

— Walt Whitman

#dreams

[As a very young man, I thought] of Europe as a place that could not exist except in the imagination, in glorious dreams, and through the careful lies of the silver screen. ↗

— Roman Payne

#dreams #europe #lies #movies #roman-payne

I wake up exhausted it's not morning. It's back to sleep to re-dream me. We're alone and we're happy. But there you are, angry with me ↗

— Tegan Quin

#happy #sara-quin #tegan-and-sara #tegan-quin #wake-up-exhausted

Goddamn it, Margo." He grabbed her arms, throwing her off-balance so that she toppled against him.In her heels she was eye o eye with him. Her heart thudded hurtfully against her ribs. She thought - she felt - something was going to happen. Right here. Right now " josh." She said it quietly, her voice shaky and hoarse. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, and everything churned inside her, yearning. ↗

— Nora Roberts " Daring to Dream"

#dreams

I want people to see and hear the things I see and hear. And I want them to remember how it was when they were children. I don't want them to grow up entirely. Every adult is the creation of a child. My own signature, that identifying scrawl required by parcel postmen and valued by a handful of comic-book fans, that signature was devised by a thirteen-year-old boy who thought I'd want to seem important one day. I am stuck with it. My life is the result of that boy's dreams and limitations, and of the company that boy kept a long time ago, back when things could still happen for the first time. ↗

— Chris Fuhrman

#dreams