#th

There are three types of lies -- lies, damn lies, and statistics. ↗

— Benjamin Disraeli

#lies #lying #statistics #truth #truth

I’m just sick of ego, ego, ego. My own and everybody else’s. I’m sick of everybody that wants to get somewhere, do something distinguished and all, be somebody interesting. It’s disgusting. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#truth

Hope drowned in shadows emerges fiercely splendid–– boldly angelic. ↗

— Aberjhani

#angels #courage #faith #haiku #haikus

Birds-eye view Awake the stars 'cause they're all around you Wide eyes will always brighten the blue Chase your dreams And remember me, sweet bravery 'Cause after all those wings will take you up so high So bid the forest floor goodbye as you race the wind And take to the sky ↗

— Owl City

#to-the-sky #dreams

I didn't bring you here," he said. "You think you're Miss Special Destiny of the year?" "No," I shot back, furious. "And I don't damn well want to be - whatever the hell you are. But sometimes there isn't a choice. Right?" "Careful. You might accidentally make some sense. Ruin your reputation." "You are infuriating!" "Yep," he agreed. "It's been said. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#firestorm #joanne #jonathan #dreams

The world is shaped by two things — stories told and the memories they leave behind. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#actions #acts #creation #dream #dreams

But to find out the truth about how dreams die, one should never take the word of the dreamer. ↗

— Toni Morrison

#dreams #thruth #dreams

Dreams dress us carefully in the colors of power and faith. ↗

— Aberjhani

#dreams #faith #inspiration #inspirational #metaphysics

Don't blame us," said my mother. "We didn't blow up half of Court, steal a dozen cars, call out a murderer in the middle of a crowd, or get our teenage friend crowned queen." "Actually," said Abe, "I did blow up half of Court. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #sacrifice

When you were sleeping on the sofa I put my ear to your ear and listened to the echo of your dreams. That is the ocean I want to dive in, merge with the bright fish, plankton and pirate ships. I walk up to people on the street that kind of look like you and ask them the questions I would ask you. Can we sit on a rooftop and watch stars dissolve into smoke rising from a chimney? Can I swing like Tarzan in the jungle of your breathing? I don’t wish I was in your arms, I just wish I was peddling a bicycle toward your arms. ↗

— Jeffrey McDaniel

#the-secret #dreams