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dream interpretation were ways of converting our little personal miseries into big robust myths ↗

— Justin Evans

#dreams

Life was sucked from me, not any life, my life. And so it goes….. ↗

— Holly Hood

#series #life

I will go tell him of Hermia's flight: Then to the wood will he to-morrow night Pursue her; and for this intelligence If I have thanks, it is a dear expense: But herein mean I to enrich my pain, To have his sight thither and back again. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#expense #hermia #pain #pursue #dreams

But even them, my pains, I understand ill. That must come from my not being all pain and nothing else. There's the rub. Then they recede, or I, till they fill me with amaze and wonder, seen from a better planet. Not often, but I ask no more. Catch-cony life! To be nothing but pain, how that would simplify matters! Omnidolent! Impious dream. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#self #dreams

I do not think it irresponsible to portray even the direst futures if we are to avoid them we must understand that they are possible. But where are the alternatives Where are the dreams that motivate and inspire We long for realistic maps of a world we can be proud to give to our children. Where are the cartographers of human purpose Where are the visions of hopeful futures of technology as a tool for human betterment and not a gun on hair trigger pointed at our heads ↗

— Carl Sagan

#future #hope #space #dreams

Come here into the warmth," he said easily. He reached for her, taking her hand and pulling her toward him. "I've been waiting for you." He stroked her hair, shifting a bit to let the light fall on her. "For a very long time." She, too, reached for him, following a line in the air along the length of the forming scar that marred his chest. A corona flared around him until she moved past the point where the sunlight hit her eyes. She stared at his chest, at the gashed and ill-healed flesh, and he, seeing her attention, took her hand and brought her fingers to his mouth. She felt the warmth of his breath, the pressure of his lips, soft and warm. "I wish you had never been wounded," she said. "Even though it brought you home to me. ↗

— Carolyn Jewel

#dream-sequence #olivia #sebastian #the-spare #dreams

The world is ruled by such dreams, dreams of impassioned hearts, and improvisations of warm lips, not by cold words linked in chains of iron sequence, --- not by logic. The heart with its passions, not the understanding with its reasoning, sways, in the long run, the actions of mankind. ↗

— William Kirby

#passion #dreams

More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of... ↗

— Alfred Lord Tennyson

#dreams

It’s hillbilly urine; we had better get home before they come to eat us.” Kevin said pointing towards home proving if there was ever any doubt that he had no acting ability at all. (The Children of Ankh series) ↗

— Kim Cormack

#fantasy #paranormal-fiction #paranormal-series #paranormal-ya #paranormalfantasy

The reason why people fail to achieve their dreams is because they stop pursuing them. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#gloriouskau #kau #kaushani #majumder #paulo