#dreams

And eventually in that house where everyone, even the fugitive hiding in the cellar from his faceless enemies, finds his tongue cleaving dryly to the roof of his mouth, where even the sons of the house have to go into the cornfield with the rickshaw boy to joke about whores and compare the length of their members and whisper furtively about dreams of being film directors (Hanif's dream, which horrifies his dream-invading mother, who believes the cinema to be an extension of the brothel business), where life has been transmuted into grotesquery by the irruption into it of history, eventually in the murkiness of the underworld he cannot help himself, he finds his eyes straying upwards, up along delicate sandals and baggy pajamas and past loose kurta and above the dupatta, the cloth of modesty, until eyes meet eyes, and then ↗

— Salman Rushdie

#history #mothers #movies #penises #sexuality

Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste; Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#dreams

I can't see the future. But when I dreamed of the future, he was the one I was tied to. ↗

— Nancy Straight

#love #dreams

To find riches is a beggar’s dream, but to find love is the dream of kings. ↗

— Sidney Sheldon

#sidney-sheldon #dreams

Hope lies in dreams, in imagination and in the courage of those who dare to make dreams into reality. ↗

— Jonas Salk

#dreams #imagination #reality #courage

At a certain place in Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, for example, he might feel that he is floating above the earth in a starry dome, with the dream of immortality in his heart; all the stars seem to glimmer around him, and the earth seems to sink ever deeper downwards. ↗

— Friedrich Nietzsche

#music #dreams

There are people who will always doubt you and you have to live with it. It only gets a lot worse when you have to die with it! ↗

— Rakesh Ranjan

#dreams #life #love #mystery #philosophy

By now you must have guessed: I come from another planet. But I will never say to you, "Take me to your leaders." Even I - unused to your ways though I am - would never make that mistake. We ourselves have such beings among us, made of cogs, pieces of paper, small disks of shiny metal, scraps of coloured cloth. I do not need to encounter more of them. Instead I will say, "Take me to your trees. Take me to your breakfasts, your sunsets, your bad dreams, your shoes, your nouns. Take me to your fingers; take me to your deaths." These are worth it. These are what I have come for. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#death #dreams #life #philosophy #sf

I fell in love with painting. Painting allows me to see things as I want to and not necessarily as they are, it's an escape, a way to preserve thoughts and memories, a way to create hopes and dreams. - Marina ↗

— Pittacus Lore

#marina #number-seven #power-of-six #dreams

I'm not over you. I dream about you every night. I watch that fucking video over and over just to hear your voice. Does that make you happy? Is that proof I cared? ↗

— Leah Raeder

#relationship #dreams