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If I Still Wrote The footsteps have faded into the crowd and throngs, The voices faint, I don’t hear them anymore. But… If I still wrote love, on the pangs of waiting… You’d speak again. Sleep, wakefulness, silence – no matter – will be deafeningly alive, Of a hand held, of songs raw to this heart. That was then. I am here – not where the weak in all of us relent… To substitutes and void filling. To settling and tolerating. Here, where alone and sad, have ceased to mean the same. Where fields of bloom are ablaze – with now. Holding my breath no more, for gains and dreams of tomorrow. Here, where life is as it is and should be. If I still wrote love songs – they would be about comfort. About reveling in the majestic moment of Being Who I need to be, and who I’m born to be. If I still wrote… ↗

— Ruby S. Bernardo

#dreams

Dream Bravely. Find fearlessness inside of you. Dare, and fear will falter. Challenge, and fear will flee. This is the beginning of your dream-making. ↗

— Carew Papritz

#dream-bravely #dream-making #fearlessness #the-legacy-letters #dreams

nothing that is worth knowing can be taught ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#experience #knowledge #education

We become increasingly aware that the human dream, the human drama, with all its questionable, damaging, and often malevolent intention is not real life at all. ↗

— Donna Goddard

#dreams #maturity #real-life #reality #soul

I’ll be waiting in my trunk, with the engine of your car. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#car #waiting #life

I am living proof that dreams come true. I am an ordinary person leading an extraordinary life. ↗

— Cara Colter

#dreams

Follow your dreams, because your dreams won't follow you... ↗

— Amanda Holden

#dreams #follow #holden #dreams

What should be standing in the shoes of passion, and be walking on the plans of action is sitting in the ink on the papper. Why? Because of the fear to start. ↗

— Israelmore Ayivor

#afraid #begin #beginning #fear #fearful

He who gets the best players usually wins. ↗

— Bobby Bowden

#gets #players #usually #who #wins

The desert takes our dreams away from us, and they don't always return.... Those who don't return become a part of the clouds, a part of the animals that hide in the ravines and of the water that comes from the earth. They become part of everything … They become the Soul of the World. ↗

— Paul Coelho

#dreams