#dreams

No one has imagined us. We want to live like trees, sycamores blazing through the sulfuric air, dappled with scars, still exuberantly budding, our animal passion rooted in the city. ↗

— Adrienne Rich

#love #poetry #dreams

It is all we have left to us. And while it is more than I ever dared dream, it is nowhere near enough. ↗

— R.L. LaFevers

#ismae #love #dreams

Patience is not passive waiting. Patience is active acceptance of the process required to attain your goals and dreams. ↗

— Ray Davis

#goals #patience #dreams

A dream you once were, A dream of all my realities, A dream I can no long strive for In the wake of my manly betayals ↗

— C. Elizabeth

#dreams #heartache #lost-love #reality #dreams

Thinking of a series of dreams Where the time and the tempo fly And there's no exit in any direction 'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes ↗

— Bob Dylan

#dreams

Oh my God, not only is he older than the Grand Canyon, but he’s like the pope and the Fae King and the president of the United States all rolled up into one. To some ancient cultures he had been a god. He was going to hurt her so bad before he killed her so dead, and all she could think of was how hot his kiss had been in the dream and how delicate the touch of his finger was as it traced down her body. ↗

— Thea Harrison

#dragos #humor #paranormal-romance #predator #dreams

Someone smashed a flutterfler and without even thinking she touched her Stone and used Wyrd to piece its broken body back together. She filled its empty vessels with dreams and it became the stuff it used for blood. It brushed her cheek with its wings, then flew off -- dancing in the hot air. ↗

— Robert Fanney

#fantasy #healing #luthiel #magic #wyrd

I think that it is very important if you know what you want, understand where you are heading towards, and try your best to get it. It is only when we use our hearts to do it, and fall in love with what we are doing, then can we really get real determination. ↗

— Emma Watson

#dream #motivation #dreams

I have no right to call myself one who knows. I was one who seeks, and I still am, but I no longer seek in the stars or in books; I'm beginning to hear the teachings of my blood pulsing within me. My story isn't pleasant, it's not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves. ↗

— Hermann Hesse

#dreams

I don't ever dream about you and me I don't ever make up stuff about us That would be considered insanity I don't ever drive by your house To see if you're in I don't even have an opinion On that tramp that you are still seeing I don't know your timetable I don't know your face off by heart But I must admit that there's still a part of me That thinks we might get on ↗

— Kate Nash

#love #obsession #we-get-on #dreams