#dre

But when we have families, when we have children, this gives us a purpose for being, to protect our children, to avoid going to jail because if I'm in jail, who looks after my children, who's there for my wife? ↗

— Ernie Hudson

#avoid #because #being #children #families

It's a hard call, but I've no desire to live my children's lives. I think my job as a father is to protect them, to allow them a safe place to grow up and to teach them what I've learned. ↗

— Ernie Hudson

#call #children #desire #father #grow

No war. Fight with your pen. Give your battle-cry in ink, and mark your dreams down on a page ↗

— Susan Fletcher

#witch-light #dreams

It was such a heavenly dream: dreamed between the reality of war and the reality of hereditary madness. ↗

— Jessie Douglas Kerruish

#war #wwi #dreams

Dream big and never give up on those dreams. Who knows where they'll take you? ↗

— Amy McGuire

#dreams #inspirational-quotes #romance #dreams

Creativity is a magic wand that works two ways. When you set it in action and seek to create something, it does not just brings into existence that object or work, it also raises in your heart a dream, a hope, and a will to achieve that creation. And when all else seems lost and steeped in hopelessness, the magic of creativity can still keep you going. For when all else seem dark, an urge to create something would still give you an aim to look forward to. And if you just take hold of this urge, it will take hold of you and see you through even the darkest times. Like it did to me. ↗

— Jyoti Arora

#creative-process #creative-writing #creativity #dreams

Gerisik angan dan deru lembut laju harapan. Waktu itu adalah menit-menit akhir menjelang malam di Bukit Angin. Daun-daun berwarna-warni dalam berbagai wujud melayang ke langit dan berkumpul mengelilingi puncak pusaran angin. Di sana, di balik awan, beradalah studio Sang Pelukis. ↗

— Fredrik Nael

#fantasy-fiction #hope #indonesian #short-story #dreams

I came from the country, and when I came to the city, I was ridin' high, you know. I was seeing more lights than I ever dreamed to shine in the world. 'Cos where I came from, there wasn't too many lights. Bugs made a lot of light, but after that there wasn't no lights. ↗

— John Hunter

#bugs #came #city #cos #country

I'm a dreadful romantic. No matter what I go through in life, I want to fall in love with a man. ↗

— Rachel Hunter

#dreadful #fall #go #i #life

You are the king no doubt, but in one respect, at least, I am your equal: the right to reply. I claim that privilege too. I am not your slave. I serve Apollo. I don't need Creon to speak for me in public. So, you mock my blindness? Let me tell you this. You with your precious eyes, you're blind to the corruption in your life, to the house you live in, those you live with- who are your parents? Do you know? All unknowing you are the scourge of your own flesh and blood, the dead below the earth and the living here above, and the double lash of your mother and your father's curse will whip you from this land one day, their footfall treading you down in terror, darkness shrouding your eyes that now can see the light! Soon, soon, you'll scream aloud - what haven won't reverberate? What rock of Cithaeron won't scream back in echo? That day you learn the truth about your marriage, the wedding-march that sang you into your halls, the lusty voyage home to the fatal harbor! And a crowd of other horrors you'd never dream will level you with yourself and all your children. There. Now smear us with insults - Creon, myself and every word I've said. No man will ever be rooted from the earth as brutally as you. ↗

— Robert Fagles

#eloquence #incest #prophecy #prophet #sight