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The faery lords are immortal. Those who have songs ballads and stories written about them never die. Belief worship imagination we were born of the dreams and fears of mortals and if we are remembered even in some small way we will always exist. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#imagination #immortality #dreams

Sestrilla, hafelina Jue amourasestrilla Awou jue selaviena En patre jue Translation: Beloved one, little cat I love you for all time In this time And all others ↗

— Christine Feehan

#forever #love #wild-rain #love

In a Pyongyang restaurant, don't ever ask for a doggie bag. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#dogs #humour #korean-cuisine #north-korea #pyongyang

What's the most important thing in the world? It's love, and I look at that as an energy, not a sentiment. ↗

— Eddie Albert

#i #important #important thing #look #love

Violet said nothing, though big pearly tears, like a child's, trembled at her lashes. She suddenly missed John very much. Into him she could pour all the inarticulate perceptions, all the knowings and unknowings she felt, which, though he couldn't understand them really, he would receive reverently, and out of him would come then the advice, the warnings, the clever decisions she could never have made. ↗

— John Crowley

#love #understanding #love

Cause I am strong and I can prove it And I got my dreams to see me through It's just a mountain, I can move it And with faith enough there's nothing I can't do And I can see the light of a clear blue morning And I can see the light of brand new day I can see the light of a clear blue morning And everything's gonna be all right It's gonna be okay [lyrics from "Light of a Clear Blue Morning"] ↗

— Dolly Parton

#inspirational #lyrics #dreams

Save me, O you who love me; love me bravely. ↗

— Miklós Radnóti

#miklos-radnoti #love

The notion of a contemporary epiphany to me is very exciting, because it's a sort of biblical thing. It's something that has happened to people in other centuries or in the context of religious experience. ↗

— Pamela Stephenson

#centuries #contemporary #context #epiphany #exciting

I keep waiting, like in the cartoons, for an anvil to drop on my head. ↗

— Angie Harmon

#cartoons #drop #head #i #keep

She put both her hands on his shoulders and gazed at him long, with a deep look of ecstasy and yet searchingly. She scrutinized his face to make up for the time she had not seen him. She compared, as she did at every interview with him, the image her fancy painted of him (incomparably finer than, and impossible in actual existence) with his real self ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#leo-tolstoy #love #love