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It was a question of insurmountable proportions. A single word that held every fear he had ever had-and every wish he had ever made on those cursed stars. She needn't say more. In a single syllable, she had said more than he wanted to hear in an entire lifetime. ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#romance #dreams

Kas was right: a woman could destroy a man. This one could do so, simply by knowing his name. She could do so, simply with her eyes. ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#romance #dreams

You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling. ↗

— Eames

#inception-the-shooting-script #dreams

Dream up a book on Monday, publish it on Friday. ↗

— Jill Novak

#publishing #dreams

She'd slept terribly the night before. The room, the bed, were both comfortable enough, but she'd been plagued with strange dreams, the sort that lingered upon waking but slithered away from memory as she tried to grasp them. Only the tendrils of discomfort remained. ↗

— Kate Morton

#dreams #sleep #uneasiness #dreams

You can either follow your dreams with determination and persistence until they become true, or you can be blown by the winds of fate - were anything can happen. ↗

— Steven Redhead

#dreams #happen #persistence #true #dreams

Many of the most powerful things in life are not tangible. All it takes is for you to close your eyes to see. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#faith #future #god #vision #dreams

I prefer your smiles and laughter, wife, but there are far worse things than your tears wetting my skin. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#finnie #frey-dakkar #kristen-ashley #wildest-dreams #dreams

If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his soul had really been there, and if he found that flower in his hand when he awoke - Aye! and what then? ↗

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

#flower #irrational #romanticism #dreams

Yes, I hate orthodox criticism. I don't mean great criticism, like that of Matthew Arnold and others, but the usual small niggling, fussy-mussy criticism, which thinks it can improve people by telling them where they are wrong, and results only in putting them in straitjackets of hesitancy and self-consciousness, and weazening all vision and bravery. ...I hate it because of all the potentially shining, gentle, gifted people of all ages, that it snuffs out every year. It is a murderer of talent. And because the most modest and sensitive people are the most talented, having the most imagination and sympathy, these are the very first ones to get killed off. It is the brutal egotists that survive. ↗

— Brenda Ueland

#literary-criticism #sensitivity #writing #age