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Hey," I said softly and cupped his cheek. "Yeah?" “What about your dream?” His face went dimples. “I’m lookin’ at it, darlin’.” Oh. Crap. My heart felt near bursting. I was absolutely done for. This man owned me, body and soul, and everything in between. ↗

— Madeline Sheehan

#motorcycle-man #dreams

Things have a life of their own," the gypsy proclaimed with a harsh accent. "It's simply a matter of waking up their souls. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#life

In a person's lifetime there may be not more than half a dozen occasions that he can look back to in the certain knowledge that right then, at that moment, there was room for nothing but happiness in his heart. ↗

— Ernestine Gilbreth Carey

#happiness #life #memories #moments #satisfaction

On the night of the murder I was at home, asleep. The characters in my dream can vouch for me. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#humor #murder #surreal #dreams

I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't do anything but think about him. At night I dream of him, all day I wait to see him, and when I do see him my heart turns over and I think I will faint with desire. ↗

— Philippa Gregory

#dreams

Love in action is a harsh and dreadful thing compared to love in dreams. ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#dreams

Do any of us, except in our dreams, truly expect to be reunited with our hearts' deepest loves, even when they leave us only for minutes, and on the most mundane of errands? No, not at all. Each time they go from our sight we in our secret hearts count them as dead. Having been given so much, we reason, how could we expect not to be brought as low as Lucifer for the staggering presumption of our love? ↗

— Stephen King

#dreams

Miracles are like pimples, because once you start looking for them you find more than you ever dreamed you'd see. ↗

— Lemony Snicket

#pimples #simile #dreams

I was the walrus, but now I am John...and so my friends, you'll just have to carry on. The dream is over. ↗

— John Lennon

#dream #individuality #walruses #dreams

There hadn’t been one specific moment. It was like gradualy waking up. You go from being asleep to the space between dreaming and awake and then into consciousness. It’s a slow process, but when you’re awake, there’s no mistaking it. There was no mistaking that it had been love. ↗

— Jenny Han

#truth #dreams