#dreams

God's gifts put men's best dreams to shame. ↗

— Elizabeth Barrett Browning

#religion #dreams

Supposedly, dreams reflect our hidden fears and secret desires, all clamoring for attention. ↗

— Rachel Hawthorne

#dreams

You've probably all had those kinds of dreams that are like usual life, except that a lot of things are not the same, and you seem to know the future in them. Well, this is because these other worlds where two things can happen spread out from our world like rainbows, and sort of flow into one another- ↗

— Diana Wynne Jones

#dreams

Everyone needs to escape sometimes, and retreating into somebody else's fantasy isn't nearly as satisfying as slipping into your own. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#escapism #fantasy #imagination #dreams

Let dreams inspire you. ↗

— Florin-Daniel Anton

#inspiration #dreams

... in spite of being happier than I ever dreamed I could be, I'm also soberer. The fear that something may happen to you rests like a shadow on my heart. Always before I could be frivolous and carefree and unconcerned, because I had nothing precious to lose. But now -- I shall have a Great Big Worry all the rest of my life. Whenever you are away from me I shall be thinking of all the automobiles that can run over you, or the signboards that can fall on your head or the dreadful, squirmy germs that you may be swallowing. ↗

— Jean Webster

#romance #dreams

When your mother is made out of your dreams, anything real is bound to disappoint you. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#dream #real #dreams

Before I succumbed to the sweet lull of his voice, I made one last request. "Stay". I was asleep before he could answer, but in my dreams I heard him reply forever. ↗

— S.L. Naeole

#dreams

Ah, it's my longing for whom I might have been that distracts and torments me! ↗

— Fernando Pessoa

#longing #regret #self #dreams

I pushed passed him. He grabbed my hand and swung me back towards him. Then he pushed me against the wall and... he kissed me. He ran his thumb along my jawline and down my throat, hips pinning me to the wall. He kissed me slowly and with intensity, and once I got over the mind-numbing shock and comprehended what was actually happening, it was incredible. I had never been kissed like that before. We melted together. Every movement of mine was somehow perfectly mirrored by his. My heart was pounding so hard I knew he must be able to feel it and I was sure my legs were giving way, but he held me up, pushed me harder against the wall. I grabbed a handful of his hair, remembering all the times I'd dreamed of doing it. I let my hand drift down his back and pulled him even closer to me. It all happened so quickly. I heard him make a low kind of growl and lean into me. His hand slid down my leg behind my knee, drawing it to him. I moaned and felt him tense. ↗

— Jessica Shirvington

#jessica-shirvington #kissing #lincoln-wood #love #making-out