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…but he realized he would never reconcile himself to life as something other than a prelude. What’s life’s meaning then? What is it? What does make the world go round, not letting hope die? What do people dream about, watching the endless flow of years? They dream. A dream, that’s it. We live for our only dream, which can lead us, hand in hand, through our life; for the dream we reconcile ourselves to any frustrations and we shall struggle for releasing its silky wings from the net of reality. (The right to a mistake.) ↗

— Lara Biyuts

#life #world #dreams

Dream big dreams! Imagine that you have no limitations and then decide what's right before you decide what's possible. ↗

— Brian Tracy

#dreams

Caine was a murderer. A liar. A cad. A skulker in shadows and a heartless wretch. What sort of woman or God would love someone like him? ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#romance #dreams

Bí ann nó as táimse ag triall Ort agus má tá cuirim geasa Ort mé a shábháil ón dream a deir gur fear fuar sa spéir Thú. ↗

— Caitlín Maude

#caitlín-maude #faith #gaeilge #god #ireland

If you have ever been tempted to look up an old girlfriend or boyfriend, you will sympathize with Frederico. If you have doubts about revealing yourself to someone from your past, you’ll understand Emma. Did you ever have the urge to open a bookstore? You’ll love Dreams & Desires, Emma’s bookstore in Milan that specializes in romance. A Traveler's Library http://atravelerslibrary.com ↗

— Vera Marie Badertscher

#long-distance-love #love #new-york #travels #dreams

Der Schlaf, den wir ersehnen, der vollkommene Schlaf, ist traumlos. Wir werden von Träumen heimgesucht, sobald wir gelernt haben, uns zu erinnern und Reue zu empfinden ↗

— Golo Mann

#sleep #dreams

How deep congenital sex-inversion roots may be gathered from the fact that the pleasure-dream of the male Urning has to do with male persons, and of the female with females. ↗

— Richard von Krafft-Ebing

#gay-men #homosexuality #lesbians #nocturnal-emissions #dreams

I, too, do not want our children to leave us, Zeba, but it is not our decision to make. We are here only to facilitate their dreams. ↗

— Samina Ali

#dreams

A GI dreams about a long-haired dictionary because it always opens to the same page. ↗

— Edward R. Prisk

#dreams

Usually by this time in the summer, we were as worn in to one another as pebbles in a riverbed. For three months we’d had complete togetherness and not much outside stimuli. What few stories we had, we’d considered, analyzed, celebrated, cursed, and joked into sand. Tonight was different. I felt like we were each separate and full to our edges with our own stories, mostly unshared. In a way it scared me, having a summer of experiences and feelings that belonged to me alone. What happened in front of my friends felt real. What happened to me by myself felt partly dreamed, partly imagined, definitely shifted and warped by my own fears and wants. But who knows? Maybe there is more truth in how you feel than in what actually happens. ↗

— Ann Brashares

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