#dream

Don’t let the agony, regret, or fog of yesterday blind you to the fact that each new day carries with it a plethora of opportunities to move your life into the right direction. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#dreams #fog #goals #life #opportunities

Maybe man is nothing in particular,' Cross said gropingly. 'Maybe that's the terror of it. Man may be just anything at all. And maybe man deep down suspects this, really knows this, kind of dreams that it is true; but at the same time he does not want really to know it? May not human life on this earth be a kind of frozen fear of man at what he could possibly be? And every move he makes might not these moves be just to hide this awful fact? To twist it into something which he feels would make him rest and breathe a little easier? What man is is perhaps too much to be borne by man... ↗

— Richard Wright

#human-nature #man #philosophy #dreams

Unsure how to answer, I took another grape. Time was no problem for me, but I wasn't eager to hear the long life story of a dwarf. And besides, this was a dream. It could evaporate any moment. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#dream #dwarf #viewpoint #dreams

A little boy was tugging on his pant leg. 'Teacher, I have to pee.' Avila woke from his skating dreams and looked around, pointed to some trees by the shore that grew out over the water; the bare network of branches fell like a shielding curtain toward the ice. 'You can pee there.' The boy squinted at the trees. 'On the ice?' 'Yes? What is wrong with that? Makes new ice. Yellow. ↗

— John Ajvide Lindqvist

#dreams

Alternative Anthem. Put the kettle on Put the kettle on It is the British answer to Armageddon. Never mind taxes rise Never mind trains are late One thing you can be sure of and that’s the kettle, mate. It’s not whether you lose It’s not whether you win It’s whether or not you’ve plugged the kettle in. May the kettle ever hiss May the kettle ever steam It is the engine that drives our nation’s dream. Long live the kettle that rules over us May it be limescale free and may it never rust. Sing it on the beaches Sing it from the housetops The sun may set on empire but the kettle never stops. ↗

— John Agard

#dreams

A heartbeat without anything to support A body that fears its own warmth You who hates their own reflection Are you unable to face forward anymore? ↗

— Tiffany Fulton

#dreams

I won't stop writing until I am known as the Kurt Cobain of literature! ↗

— Christina Westover

#goals #inspirational #literature #writing #dreams

If man doesn't dream, he has nothing." "A man whose dreams will never come true still has nothing. ↗

— Joel Goldman

#dreams

I will be so glad for you to hear not the sounds of gunfire but the sounds of church bells, and of people working in peace. ↗