#dre

You can take things that Jimi Hendrix took, from Curtis Mayfield or from Buddy Guy for example, because we are all children of everything, even Picasso. But if you want to stand out, you have to learn to crystallize your existence and create your own fingerprints. ↗

— Carlos Santana

#buddy #children #create #crystallize #curtis

The dreamer can know no truth, not even about his dream, except by awaking out of it. ↗

— George Santayana

#about #dream #dreamer #even #except

To me, it seems a dreadful indignity to have a soul controlled by geography. ↗

— George Santayana

#controlled #dreadful #geography #indignity #me

Many possessions, if they do not make a man better, are at least expected to make his children happier; and this pathetic hope is behind many exertions. ↗

— George Santayana

#better #children #exertions #expected #happier

Every society in the history of man has upheld the institution of marriage as a bond between a man and a woman. Why? Because society is based on one thing: that society is based on the future of the society. And that's what? Children. Monogamous relationships. ↗

— Rick Santorum

#because #between #bond #children #every

Before our kids start coming home from Iraq in body bags and women and children start dying in Baghdad, I need to know, what did Iraq do to us? ↗

— Susan Sarandon

#bags #before #body #children #coming

Certainly something had happened to me during the night. Or after months of tension I had arrived at the edge of some precipice and now I was falling, as in a dream slowly, even as I continued to hold the thermometer in my hand, een as I stood with the soles of my slippers on the floor, even as I felt myself solidly contained by the expectant looks of my children. It was the fault of the torture that my husband had inflicted. But enough, I had to tear the pain from memory, I had to sandpaper away the scratches that were damaging my brain. ↗

— Elena Ferrante

#divorce #elena-ferrante #love #pain #the-days-of-abandonment

He's a real nowhere man, Sitting in his Nowhere Land, Making all his nowhere plans for nobody. Doesn't have a point of view, Knows not where he's going to, Isn't he a bit like you and me? ↗

— The Beatles

#existence #fictional-character #lack-of-motivation #music #music-lyrics

It pained her deeply to realize Alysandir wasn’t her romantic hero she had pegged him to be. In truth he was no more attainable than her dreams of Mr. Darcy. – Isobella Douglas ↗

— Elaine Coffman

#dreams

Like all dreamers, I mistook disenchantment for truth. ↗

— Jean-Paul Sartre

#disenchantment #dreamers #i #like #mistook