#dreams

If you are a dreamer, come in, If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar, A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer... If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire For we have some flax-golden tales to spin. Come in! Come in! ↗

— Shel Silverstein

#crete #dreams #greece #happiness #jack-r-kearns

Life is but a momentary glimpse of the wonder of this astonishing universe, and it is sad to see so many dreaming it away on spiritual fantasy. ↗

— Andy Mulcahy

#religion #spirituality #universe #wonder #dreams

Looking back at him was a man who was battered and broken. And alive, for the first time in his life. ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#romance #dreams

Los Angeles was the kind of place where everybody was from somewhere else and nobody really droppped anchor. It was a transient place. People drawn by the dream, people running from the nightmare. Twelve million people and all of them ready to make a break for it if necessary. Figuratively, literally, metaphorically -- any way you want to look at it -- everbody in L.A. keeps a bag packed. Just in case. ↗

— Michael Connelly

#dreams #escape #escapism #hopes #los-angeles

I remember a friend many years ago who had taped a sign to his refrigerator: There's a dream dreaming us. If you try to think about what that means it makes your mind silly, but that silliness is good. ↗

— Natalie Goldberg

#inception #silliness #dreams

Does he lay with you in the grass? Does he stare up at the stars, speaking of his dreams, wishing he could roll over and kiss you and run his fingers along the breasts that tease him beneath the shirt--the shirt he knows he will carry home with him and smell and, God help him, sleep in, just so that he could be close to you? ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#romance #romance-novels #dreams

Miss Tick sniffed. 'You could say this advice is priceless,' she said. 'Are you listening?' 'Yes,' said Tiffany. 'Good. Now ... if you trust in yourself ...' 'Yes?' '... and believe in your dreams ...' 'Yes?' '... and follow your star ...' Miss Tick went on. 'Yes?' '... you'll still get beaten by people who spent THEIR time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy. Goodbye. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#dreams

God, why does a mortal man have children? It is senseless to love anything this much. ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#parenting #dreams

…on some occasions, women, like dreams, go by contraries. ↗

— Louisa May Alcott

#louisa-may-alcott #women #dreams

But he knew instinctively what he suggested was impossible. She'd been through so much, and held her tears back for so long, that Royce doubted that anything could force her to shed them. ↗

— Judith McNaught

#shed #tears #dreams