#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

These Songs are not meant to be understood, you understand. They are only meant to terrify & comfort. ↗

— John Berryman

#dreams

Dreams, my mother always told me, represend part of our unconsciousness--the place where we store the true parts of our soul, away from the rest of the world." From Breena quoting her mother in Bitter Frost ↗

— Kailin Gow

#hiding-our-inner-desires #listening-to-inner-self #dreams

All of us failed to match our dreams of perfection. So I rate us on the base of our splendid failure to do the impossible. ↗

— William Faulkner

#failure #dreams

If we wait until life is in order before making our decision, we'll never make any ↗

— Judith McCoy Miller

#dreams

I've always resented the smug statements of politicians, media commentators, corporate executives who talked of how, in America, if you worked hard you would become rich. The meaning of that was if you were poor it was because you hadn't worked hard enough. I knew this was a lite, about my father and millions of others, men and women who worked harder than anyone, harder than financiers and politicians, harder than anybody if you accept that when you work at an unpleasant job that makes it very hard work indeed. ↗

— Howard Zinn

#falsity-of-the-american-dream #hard-work #indignation-of-the-poor #lies #victim-blaming

ONCE WHEN I WAS ninth grade i had to write a paper on a poem. One of the lines was"If your eyes weren't open you wouldn't know the difference between dreaming and waking' It hadn't meant meant much to me at the time. After all there'd been a guy in the class that i liked so how could i be expected to pay attention to literary analysis? Now three year later i understand the poem perfectly. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#dreams

It was a land of shadows and ice. Of gray. And grayer. And black. -The Unseelie prison of Aedan ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#karen-marie-moning #dreams

...But...to sing, to dream, to smile, to walk, to be alone, be free, with a voice that stirs and an eye that still can see! To cock your hat to one side, when you please at a yes, a no, to fight, or- make poetry! To work without a thought of fame or fortune, on that journey, that you dream of, to the moon! Never to write a line that's not your own... ↗

— Edmond Rostand

#poetry #writers-quotes #dreams