#ms

You don't know where you are or where your dreams end and the world begins. ↗

— Rachel Klein

#fear #sadness #dreams

More than every once in awhile, More than most dreams, More than just my heart, More than anything, More than you know, And more than I can say, I’ve loved you more Every passing day ↗

— Laura Miller

#laura-miller #love #will #dreams

Jack Force was more than she had ever dared wish for, and he was better than a dream or a fantasy because he was real. He was far from perfect, moody and distant at times, and burdened with sharp temper and an impulsiveness that was part of his dark nature. But she felt more love for him than she thought possible. He wasn't perfect, but he was perfect for her. (Schuyler Van Alen) ↗

— Melissa de la Cruz

#perfect #dreams

He would reach for me in the middle of the night, nearly every single night, wrapping one of those solid arms around my waist and pulling me in close. So. Close. ↗

— Chelsie Shakespeare

#desire #dreams #love #meant-to-be #past-lives

Which one are you?" I whispered. "What?" he asked. "Are you the good guy, the sweet guy who takes care of me or are you this guy who's kind of a jerk?" His answer was instantaneous. "I'm both those guys, babe. Your job is to get used to it." There it was, another order. Not even an ultimatum. Just, "get used to it". ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#lauren #sweet-dreams #tate #dreams

Don't be afraid of the space between your dreams and reality. If you can dream it, you can make it so. ↗

— Belva Davis

#dreams #reality #dreams

Capitalists' wet dreams is to be involved in charity. ↗

— Stieg Larsson

#dreams

Each time is true, but the truths are not the same. ↗

— Alan Lightman

#dreams

The engine roared to life. He ran toward her. She shot our of her parking space. He rushed to the side of her car. "Stop it, Kristy! You're overreacting! Let's talk about this." That was when she did the unthinkable. She rolled down the window, thrust out her hand, and gave Reverend Ethan Bonner the bird. ↗

— Susan Elizabeth Phillips

#romance #sep #dreams

Wheels have been set in motion, and they have their own pace, to which we are...condemned. Each move is dictated by the previous one - that is the meaning of order. If we start being arbitrary it'll just be a shambles: at least, let us hope so. Because if we happened, just happened to discover, or even suspect, that our spontaneity was part of their order, we'd know that we were lost. A Chinaman of the T'ang Dynasty - and, by which definition, a philosopher - dreamed he was a butterfly, and from that moment he was never quite sure that he was not a butterfly dreaming it was a Chinese philosopher. Envy him; his two-fold security. ↗

— Tom Stoppard

#order #spontaneity #dreams