#ms

The woman of her dreams went into her arms without shame or awkwardness as the boldness of Love overcame them both. ↗

— David Paul Kirkpatrick

#soulmates #dreams

Oh my god, two days ago I fell in love with the girl of my dreams. Tonight I find out she's insane ↗

— Jill Mansell

#dreams

Dedicated to Hala Taha True love is a melt of two spirits who choose to willingly hold hearts and souls...who decided to link dreams and passionate experience. Love is when you decide to co-create with God....which leaves the rest of the world full of stories to talk about ↗

— Sameh Elsayed

#hala-taha #love #dreams

A con artist, a total imposter, had played on my desires for the Cinderella dream and won a Monopoly trip to jail. I had hoped for uprightness, integrity, and potentially a relationship. Longing overshadowed the voice of conscience. ↗

— Debra Moffitt

#inspiration #intuition #spiritual-growth #wisdom #dreams

Nearly every writer writes a book with a great amount of attention and intention and hopes and dreams. And it's important to take that effort seriously and to recognize that a book may have taken ten years of a writer's life, that the writer has put heart and soul into it. And it behooves us, as book-review-editors, to treat those books with the care and attention they deserve, and to give the writer that respect." Pamela Paul, New York Times Book Review editor, in a Poets & Writer's interview (something for all reviewers to think about) ↗

— Madeline Sharples

#pamela-paul #poets-writers #dreams

Reason had no place to crash once Emotion came to town. ↗

— Thomm Quackenbush

#reason #sense #dreams

Motivation is the first step in achieving your dreams! ↗

— Craig Mercier

#inspirational #motivational #quotes #quotes-to-live-by #self-help

If you can dream and not make dreams your master ↗

— Rudyard Kipling

#guidance #inspiration #resilience #dreams

This was a great magic. Festin had no more performed it than has any man who in exile or danger longs for the earth and waters of his home, seeing and yearning over the doorsill of his house, the table where he has eaten, the branches outside the window of the room where he has slept. Only in dreams do any but the great Mages realize this magic of going home. ↗

— Ursula K. Le Guin

#home #inspirational #dreams

Her world fragmented into dozens of sharp, cutting shards, shedding the salty blood and saltier tears that ringed the bitter cocktail of her despair. She was caterpillar and butterfly, both, caught in a cocoon of raw nerves and open sores; she was insanity, wrapped up in the thin, transient wrappings of a temporary lucidity; and she was afraid, because an innate desire lay in the bottom reaches of her psyche for the very poison that was killing her. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#fear #horror #insanity #loneliness #madness