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Mobs have passions, not brains. ↗


— Dan Simmons


#mobs #passion #intelligence

Then, still smiling, he kissed me. When he lifted his head he didn’t go far so I heard it when he whispered, “My reward.” My eyes narrowed and I snapped, “You’re not allowed to do that shit.” His head jerked slightly and he asked, “Say again?” “Be sweet and make me all melty and want to jump you when I’m celebrating my heretofore unknown badassness with a bunch of bikers and their bitches. Not to mention, I’m hungry.” Tack grinned as his arm snaked around me and he yanked me close. “You wanna jump me?” he asked. ↗


— Kristen Ashley


#dreams

Dare to imagine. Dare to be. Books are the seeds. Dreams are the soil. The fruit of the harvest, a world reborn. ↗


— Richelle E. Goodrich


#books #dandelions #dreams #reading #richelle

Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow. ↗


— Langston Hughes


#dreams

Him's name is Roland, Mama. I dream about him, sometimes. Him's a King, too. ↗


— Stephen King


#dreams

A dream is simply reality waiting to happen. ↗


— John P Strelecky


#reality #dreams

If I dream by myself, it's merely a dream. But if we all dream together, that's the start of a new future. ↗


— Lee Soo Man


#future #dreams

No man should ever completely realize his dreams. What else would there then be to live for? ↗


— David Gemmell


#happiness #life #dreams

I think that is what film and art and music do; they can work as a map of sorts for your feelings. ↗


— Bruce Springsteen


#feelings #film #i #i think #map

O Thou who art my quietness, my deep repose, My rest from strife of tongues, my holy hill, Fair is Thy pavilion, where I hold me still. Back let them fall from me, my clamorous foes, Confusions multiplied; From crowding things of sense I flee, and Thee I hide. Until this tyranny be overpast, Thy hand will hold me fast; What though the tumult of the storm increase, Grant to Thy servant strength, O Lord, and bless with peace. ↗


— Amy Carmichael


#peace #art






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