#dream

Ant swarming City City full of dreams Where in broad day the specter tugs your sleeve ↗

— Charles Baudelaire

#city #dreams

Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all those things - trees and grass and sun and moon and stars and Aslan himself. Suppose we have. Then all I can say is that, in that case, the made-up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones. Suppose this black pit of a kingdom of yours is the only world. Well, it strikes me as a pretty poor one. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#puddleglum #dreams

You’re afraid of imagination. And even more afraid of dreams. Afraid of the responsibility that begins in dreams. But you have to sleep, and dreams are a part of sleep. When you’re awake you can suppress imagination. But you can’t suppress dreams. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#dreams #imagination #responsibility #dreams

Sjofn is the Goddess of Love. And love,” her eyelids suddenly fluttered dreamily, “love,” she breathed then she focused on me with a strange intensity that made me, even me, squirm a little, “love is everything. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#dreams

Okay, this bitch had style and class but she was whacked. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#dreams

There are little fairies outside,” I breathed, forcing out the words through quick breaths. His brows drew together in a way that wasn’t scary but, instead, surprised and he replied, “Those aren’t fairies, wife, those are elves.” Elves? Elves. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#dreams

I'm dreaming of a month of Sundays. ↗

— Steven Herrick

#month-of-sundays #dreams

Don't be a creation of circumstances, create your dreams, take full control of your destiny. ↗

— Steven Redhead

#control #create #creation #destiny #dreams

Sognavo di te. I’ve dreamed of you. Ti desideravo nelle mia braccia dal primo momento che ti vedi. I’ve wanted you in my arms since the moment I met you. Ho bisogno di te. I need you ↗

— Loretta Chase

#loretta-chase #dreams

Muoth was right. On growing old, one becomes more contented than in one's youth, which I will not therefore revile, for in all my dreams I hear my youth like a wonderful song which now sounds more harmonious than it did in reality, and even sweeter ↗

— Hermann Hesse

#youth #dreams