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Father is a school manqué ... He always wanted to write books. But he became rich instead, so is not allowed. ↗

— Iain Pears

#books #wealth #wishes #writing #dreams

We dream of it, then we try to write it - and all hell breaks loose ↗

— Scott Rosenberd

#dreams

We dream of a brighter future, quiet, adjust. But we open hidden doors, doors that destroy our world slowly piece by piece. War will be the end of the human race but even if some survive war will never end. ↗

— Wesley L Phelps

#dreams

At what point does reality imitate what we see in our dreams? ↗

— Joann Buchanan

#dreams

.....I'm certain I asked for a cowboy one December past-- For I wanted the excitement of pioneers to last; I ached to sing with a fiddle, speak with a drawl and twang; I surely requested John Wayne to be part of my gang. Of course I dreamed of a cowboy in those Yuletides of yore-- For I wanted that ace, that corral fighter, that scout roar; I ached for the authentic frontier hero of the West; I surely requested the sacred battleground's finest. I did pray Santa'd give me a cowboy some time ago-- For I wanted a legend in denim wrangler for beau; I ached to be rounded up safely by my saddled knight; I surely requested I be prospected, mined, settled right... -----excerpted from the poem 'A Cowboy For Christmas' in the book FROM GUAM TO CROWN CITY CORONADO (THANKS TO HERMANN, MISSOURI): A JOURNEY IN POESY, by Mariecor Ruediger ↗

— Mariecor Ruediger

#mariecor-ruediger #missouri #dreams

Its vanished trees, the trees that had made way for Gatsby's house, had once pandered in whispers to the last and greatest of all human dreams; for a transitory enchanted moment man must have held his breath in the presence of this continent, compelled into an aesthetic contemplation he neither understood nor desired, face to face for the last time in history with something commensurate to his capacity for wonder. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#dreams

If you sleep with one eye open are your dreams only half as good as everyone elses? ↗

— Neil Leckman

#virtual-cubicle #wurms #dreams

The world beyond the water was a blue of green and stone and blue. A moment later Yoshi pushed through, the water pouring down in sheets so smooth it looked like glass, and stepped into the calm [p. 296] ↗

— Kim Edwards

#dreams

Isabelle and Jace had left the topic of dead Shadowhunters behind and had moved on to something Jace apparently found even more horrifying__Isabelle's date with Simon. "I can't believe he took you to an actual restaurant." Jace was on his feet now, putting away the floor mats and training gear while Isabelle leaned against the wall and played with her new gloves. "I assumed his idea of a date would be making you watch him play World of Warcraft with his nerd friends." "I," Clary pointed out, "am one of his nerd friends, thank you. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #jace-lightwood #dating

Having sex multiple times on the first sleepover does not count as more than one “date”… ↗

— Rowena Cherry

#knight-s-fork #rhett #romance #rowena-cherry #dating