#dreams

Waking consciousness is dreaming – but dreaming constrained by external reality ↗

— Oliver Sacks

#dreams #reality #dreams

The imagination is the goal of history. I see culture as an effort to literally realize our collective dreams. ↗

— Terence McKenna

#culture #dreams #history #imagination #dreams

Ay me! for aught that ever I could read, could ever hear by tale or history, the course of true love never did run smooth. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#troubles #dreams

You're a fuckin' parasite." I could never become a vampire. Filthy leeches. "Words still hurt, Chase. Besides, you should be thanking me. My advice about the Valkyrie clearly worked. And speaking of females, if I call you by one's name while my fangs are plunged deep in your neck, just run with it. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#berserker #declan-chase #dreams-of-a-dark-warrior #immortals-after-dark #kresley-cole

A nation that can't control its energy sources can't control its future. ↗

— Barack Obama

#national-security #science #dreams

For the first time I could remember, I felt weak, woozy and stupid— like a human-being. Like a very small and helpless human-being. ↗

— Jeff Lindsay

#human #small #weak #dreams

AUTUMNAL Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees, That hardly sway before a breeze As soft as summer: summer's loss Seems little, dear! on days like these. Let misty autumn be our part! The twilight of the year is sweet: Where shadow and the darkness meet Our love, a twilight of the heart Eludes a little time's deceit. Are we not better and at home In dreamful Autumn, we who deem No harvest joy is worth a dream? A little while and night shall come, A little while, then, let us dream. Beyond the pearled horizons lie Winter and night: awaiting these We garner this poor hour of ease, Until love turn from us and die Beneath the drear November trees. ↗

— Ernest Dowson

#fall #november #october #seasons #dreams

When pondering how the past affected us, we rarely look for OUR effect on it. We think about what we were up against versus what we stood for. We remember what we feared but not what we dreamed. We ponder how much we were loved versus how much we loved. We think, why did all that happen to me? What did I get out of it? Where will it lead me? When perhaps we should wonder, what did I make happen? What did I give? Where will I direct myself now? From THE CHARGE by brendon burchard: http://ow.ly/bcBd5 ↗

— Brendon Burchard

#the-charge #dreams

Do more than dream...act upon them ↗

— Timothy Pina

#dreams

I don't know when I'll able to knock in the door of her mind. But I believe in my love, enthusiasm and passion. Someday dream may come true. ↗

— Santonu Kumar Dhar

#enthusiasm #knock #mind #passion #dreams