#dream

For years I dreamed of having the sort of massive oak slab that would dominate a room... ↗

— Stephen King

#dreams

Her fingers dug into the doorframe she leaned on, hoping and praying that he would just step out of the shadows and kiss her the way he had done so often in her dreams. ↗

— Elaine White

#vampire #vampire-romance #dreams

It will begin with the six who now tread the streets of a city where the stone pinnacle erects like a reed amongst long grass. Where a bridge expands across a gorge, drifts a cloud buzzing with a million stings. There, these six shall bleed. There, these six shall die, and like a plague shall spread the wings that carry the cloud till they consume the city, and with it, the strength that fuels all of your lives. Farewell, children of the new world, and may your deaths be swift. ↗

— Najeev Raj Nadarajah

#dreamweaver #dystopian #dystopian-fiction #epic-fantasy #fantasy

Life is an awful, ugly place when you think you are still in the game but yet you are kicked out without knowing, yet you find out it was a dream. ↗

— Emmanuel Oppong Agyemang

#dreams

They too entered the world of dreams- that world in which a third of each man's life is spent, and which is thought by some pessimists to be a premonition of eternity. ↗

— E.M. Forster

#dreams

Dormir, según se sabe, es el mas secreto de nuestros actos. Le dedicamos una tercera parte de nuestra vida y no lo comprendemos. Para algunos no es otra cosa que el eclipse de nuestra vigilia; para otros, un estado más complejo, que abarca a un tiempo el ayer, el ahora y el mañana; para otros, una no interrumpida serie de sueños. ↗

— Jorge Luis Borges

#sleep #dreams

Well, sometimes small dreams had grandeur, he thought with dignity. Sometimes, the small dreams were all a person needed to live. ↗

— Amy Lane

#sappy #dreams

We soon fall asleep in each other’s arms, knowing to myself that I captured her, like a prisoner in a cage. ↗

— Fernando Lachica

#dubaicity #hatred #life #love #lust

The disciples of the Baal Shem Tov, the founder of Hasidism, tell of a dream he had. In the dream, the very incarnation of the Evil Impulse appears in the form of a sinister heart. The Baal Shem Tov seizes the heart and pounds it furiously. He would destroy evil and redeem the world. As he pummels it, he hears an infant’s sobbing emitted from the heart. He stops beating it. In the midst of evil is a voice of innocence; there is goodness entangled in evil. ↗

— Harold Schulweis

#dreams

There's nothing worse than the one that got away. It haunts you for weeks like a bad dream, eats away at your psyche like a termite on softened wood. ↗

— Bruce Littlefield

#inspirational-quotes #lifestyle #dreams