#dream

It's the touching they both long for. The holding. Spent their whole lives, each without any. ↗

— Lisa McMann

#dreams

I feel like I'm in a bad dream and I can't wake up ↗

— Sherri Lee Emmons

#dream #nightmare #the-sometimes-daughter #dreams

Will they remember us, Aravan? Will Mankind remember us at all?" ... Mayhap, Gwylly, mayhap. Mayhap in their legends and their fables. Mayhap in naught but their dreams. ↗

— Dennis L. McKiernan

#fairies #fantasy #gwylly #mithgar #dreams

She really did like me, the idiot. ↗

— Jeff Lindsay

#like #dreams

Stories are not like the real world; they aren't held back by what we know is false or true. What's important is how a story makes you feel inside. ↗

— Tahir Shah

#storytelling #truth #dreams

It is not the dream of what you're feeling laziness, if not, the sleep of exhaustion. ↗

— Edmundo de Amicis

#exhaustion #feeling #laziness #sleep #dreams

Sweaters need to be imagined, dreamed over. ↗

— Stephanie Pearl-McPhee

#knitting #sweaters #dreams

We just didn't get it. We were weakened and exhilarated at the same time. A paranoiac's nightmare! A narcissist's dream! We didn't know how to feel: flattered or raped. Maybe both. We were puzzling at breakneck speed. ↗

— Steve Toltz

#puzzled #dreams

Dreams alone with no acts toward achieving them are useless: no dreams at all is a condition of the pathetic. ↗

— Jonas Samuelle

#dreams

Silence cleared her throat, fearful her voice would come out a croak. “Is she asleep?” He blinked as if he, too, were waking from a dream, and glanced down at Mary Darling. “Aye, I’m a-thinkin’ she is—she’s stopped fussin’ at me.” Silence felt a huge smile of relief spread over her face. “She was fussing? Oh, how wonderful!” He shot her a look, one eyebrow arching. “Ye’ve taught the child to bully me, too, now?” “Oh, no,” she said hastily, embarrassed. Did he really think she bullied him? What a silly notion! ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#mickey #scandalous-desires #silence #dreams