#dreams

The longer I lived, the longer it would be until I saw him alive again, until I could taste his new lips and run my fingers through his new hair. We could be young and beautiful again . . . ↗

— Chelsie Shakespeare

#desire #dreams #love #meant-to-be #past-lives

When God requires us to surrender one dream, it’s because He wants to hand us a bigger and better one. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#destiny #dreams #faith #faith-in-god #faith-in-yourself

In dreams the truth is learned that all good works are done in the absence of a caress. ↗

— Leonard Cohen

#caress #done #dreams #good #good works

They should invent some way to tape-record your dreams. I've written songs in my dreams that were Beatles songs. Then I'd wake up and they'd be gone. ↗

— Alice Cooper

#beatles songs #dreams #gone #i #invent

A guidance counselor who has made a fetish of security, or who has unwittingly surrendered his thinking to economic determinism, may steer a youth away from his dream of becoming a poet, an artist, a musician or any other of thousands of things, because it offers no security, it does not pay well, there are no vacancies, it has no "future". ↗

— Henry M. Wriston

#dreams #economics #education #jobs #occupations

Field of Dreams is probably our generation's It's A Wonderful Life. ↗

— Kevin Costner

#field #generation #life #our #probably

The lamentable expression: 'But it was only a dream", the increasing use of which - among others in the domain of the cinema - has contributed not a little to encourage such hypocrisy, has for a long while ceased to merit discussion. ↗

— André Breton

#reality #surrealism #dreams

Of course not! I knew you would protect me. You swore that you were strong enough to protect Vivienne, didn’t you? How can you promise to protect my sister, but not trust yourself to keep me safe?” The music swelled to a crescendo. Although Adrian kept her imprisoned against the muscular length of his body, he gave up all pretense of dancing. “Because I don’t lose my wits every time Vivienne walks into a room. I don’t toss and turn in my bed every night dreaming of making love to her. She doesn’t drive me to distraction with her endless questions, her incessant snooping, her harebrained schemes.” His voice rose. “I can trust myself to protect your sister because I’m not in love with her! ↗

— Teresa Medeiros

#dreams

She reached out, her fingers hesitant. The deer—Knox—tilted his head down, letting her touch his antlers. Her hand trembled slightly as she caressed the boney protrusion. The ivory tines were warmer than she thought they’d be, a living extension of the man inside. She petted his pelt next, charmed by the coarse fur and the feel of his muscles bunching and moving underneath. Sitting back, she winked up at him. "You probably get this a lot,but…nice rack.” The deer flashed back into a man who tackled her onto her pillows with a wolfy growl. “Always gotta be the smartass, don’t you? ↗

— Miranda Stowe

#erotic-romance #shapeshifter #dreams

I cannot come with you, my prince," he said with great tenderness, as he kneeled over the sleeping Neriah and placed the chain around his neck. "But perhaps, when you sleep, you will dream of me." He touched his hand to Neriah's forehead and whispered, "Now, forget me. ↗

— Shira Anthony

#fairy-tale #fantasy-romance #gay #gay-romance #dreams