#m

Finally i am no longer scared to wake up in the morning...because my dreams wake up with me and breathe daylight with me. ↗

— Avantika

#dreams

One night I dreamed I was locked in my Father's watch With Ptolemy and twenty-one ruby stars Mounted on spheres and the Primum Mobile Coiled and gleaming to the end of space And the notched spheres eating each other's rinds To the last tooth of time, and the case closed. ↗

— John Ciardi

#time #dreams

According to all reason astrology should have died once the facts were known. That it did not implies that its original philosophic structure contains some truths that it refuses to let consciousness evade. With all of our science, our rational approaches to the world, astrology remains. The entire situation is like a recurring nightmare that most doctors agree serves to force an individual to come to terms with an intense emotional situation. That there is knowledge below the level of consciousness is signaled by the dream through which it makes itself known symbolically. ↗

— Charles Ponce

#dreams

Writing is my dream. From romance to dragons; fairies to fantasy worlds, this is where I live and play. Thanks be to God! ↗

— Lisa Hannah Wells

#humor #paranormal #romance #sexy #dreams

Jason woke to a feeling of fear, borne from a dream that he couldn’t remember when waking. But as his mind focused, he found the dream right before him. The half-woman lay perfectly molded against his body, her wings draped down her back. ↗

— Derendrea

#erotic #erotica #new-york-city #paranormal-erotica #paranormal-romance

It turns out that the distance from head to hand, from wafting butterfly to entomological specimen, is achieved through regular, disciplined practice. What begins as something like a dream will in fact stay a dream forever unless you have the tools and the discipline to bring it out. ↗

— Ann Patchett

#writing #dreams

His mouth formed an O with lips torn angry in laying duck's eggs from a chicken's rectum. ↗

— Nathanael West

#mouth #rectum #dreams

How inappropriate,’ Lila said coldly. ‘Who’d ever dream of showing up at a dance in a wheelchair? What does she think she’s going to do all night? ↗

— Francine Pascal

#sweet-valley #wheelchairs #dreams

It seems to me that someone must surely take the hint and write the life of Miss McGeeney, the woman who wrote the biography of the man who wrote the biography of the man who wrote the biography of the man who wrote the biography of Boswell. ↗

— Nathanael West

#boswell #dreams

Creo que todo sueño que se repite tiene algo de misterioso, pues nos hace percatarnos de que el inconsciente está cavando obsesivamente para desenterrar un objeto que se niega a salir. ↗

— Stephen King

#subconscious #sueños #dreams