#dre

Suddenly he stops. He looks up. For, lo, there she stands. The girl of his dreams. Who she is or whence she came, he knows not, nor does he care for his heart tells him that here, here is the maid predestined to be his bride. ↗

— Walt Disney Company

#grand-duke #dreams

Ill show you a Sweet dream ↗

— Matsuri Hino

#dreams

You,” he says, before the door closes all the way. “I often dream of you. ↗

— Sangu Mandanna

#dreams

Once in a dream I saw a snake swallowing its own tail, it swallowed and swallowed until it got halfway round, and there it stopped and there it stayed, it was stuffed with its own self. Some fix, that. We only have ourselves to go on, and it’s enough… ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#dreams

Your house, being the place in which you read, can tell us the position books occupy in your life, if they are a defense you set up to keep the outside world at a distance, if they area dream into which you sink as if into a drug, or bridges you cast toward the outside, toward the world that interests you so much that you want to multiply and extend its dimensions through books. ↗

— Italo Calvino

#home #reading #dreams

Stealing money from humans is rewarding both financially and spiritually. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#lothaire #dreams

Even in a dream, even at a posh ball, the Nac Mac Feegle knew how to behave. You charged in madly, and you screamed... politely. "Lovely weather for the time o' year, is it not, ye wee scunner!" "Hey, jimmy, ha' ye no got a pommes frites for an ol'pal?" "The band is playin' divinely, I dinna think!" "Make my caviar deep-fried, wilya? ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#dreams

Which road, which road did you take That brought you here at last? No road, no road did I take. I leaped, I leaped from dream to dream. ↗

— Franz Werfel

#dreams

Dreams are real while they last. Can we say more of life? ↗

— Havelock Ellis

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I had thought about cocaine in a kind of day-dream. ↗

— Sigmund Freud

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