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Lat at nigh have you experienced a vision of the person you might become, the work you could accomplish, the realized being you were mean to be? Are you a writer who doesn't write, a painter who doesn't pain, an entrepreneur who never starts a venture? Then you know what Resistance is.
— Steven Pressfield, The War of Art: Break Through the Blocks & Win Your Inner Creative Battles
She has the mysterious solitude of ambiguous states; she hovers in a no-man’s land between life and death, sleeping and waking.
— Angela Carter, The Lady of the House of Love
Think of the great poetry, the music and dance and ritual that spring forth from our aspiring to a life beyond death. Maybe these things are justification enough for our hopes and dreams, although I wouldn't say that to a dying man.
— Don DeLillo, White Noise
Dream: Defying Reality Expecting A Miracle! Dare to dream!
— Evinda Lepins, A Cup of Hope for the Day: Coffee Hour with Chicklit Power
I feel something familiar about this place. This house…” I dragged out a hand and gestured towards it with my thumb. “I dream about it. I’ve been dreaming about it for years. Being in it.” I had her attention. “With you.
— Sofia Grey, Obsession
Instructions for successful living: Dream it. Plan it. Do it. Repeat.
— Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience
The limitless mind lets us dream and examine and explore. It opens us up to opportunity. We come up with a desire, a clear, fresh perspective, and a potential goal to observe from afar. And we wonder, is this it, the right choice, the best choice to follow?
— Lorii Myers, No Excuses, The Fit Mind-Fit Body Strategy Book
When life gives you someone very special, you don’t have to dream anymore
— M.F. Moonzajer
I really believe that there is an enormous appetite amongst readers for an originality of vision. In other words, be true to your own dreams and there will always be people who want to hear them.
— Clive Barker
We were happy. I know I ought to be able to tell you about it, yet I cannot, for while a nightmare will stay with you like hunger, when you awake from a happy dream, you have no memory of it.
— Erik Christian Haugaard, The Little Fishes
He hoped and feared,' continued Solon, in a low. mournful voice; 'but at times he was very miserable, because he did not think it possible that so much happiness was reserved for him as the love of this beautiful, innocent girl. At night, when he was in bed, and all the world was dreaming, he lay awake looking up at the old books against the walls, thinking how he could bring about the charming of her heart. One night, when he was thinking of this, he suddenly found himself in a beautiful country, where the light did not come from sun or moon or stars, but floated round and over and in everything like the atmosphere. On all sides he heard mysterious melodies sung by strangely musical voices. None of the features of the landscape was definite; yet when he looked on the vague harmonies of colour that melted one into another before his sight he was filled with a sense of inexplicable beauty. On every side of him fluttered radiant bodies, which darted to and fro through the illuminated space. They were not birds, yet they flew like birds; and as each one crossed the path of his vision he felt a strange delight flash through his brain, and straightaway an interior voice seemed to sing beneath the vaulted dome of his temples a verse containing some beautiful thought. Little fairies were all this time dancing and fluttering around him, perching on his head, on his shoulders, or balancing themselves on his fingertips. 'Where am I?' he asked. 'Ah, Solon?' he heard them whisper, in tones that sounded like the distant tinkling of silver bells, "this land is nameless; but those who tread its soil, and breathe its air, and gaze on its floating sparks of light, are poets forevermore.' Having said this, they vanished, and with them the beautiful indefinite land, and the flashing lights, and the illumined air; and the hunchback found himself again in bed, with the moonlight quivering on the floor, and the dusty books on their shelves, grim and mouldy as ever.'("The Wondersmith")
— Fitz-James O'Brien, Terror by Gaslight: More Victorian Tales of Terror
Alexei was a dream of something more... He was a reminder that I could be so much more...
— Lada Ray, Gold Train
I will still be the girl with dreams, even the dreams come true
— Ainun Annisa
The magic that turns dreams into reality is YOU! When you are inspired by a dream, create a good plan; that turns it into a goal. Then, live your life in a way that will bring that dream, that goal, to life. The magic is you.
— Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience
Each morning in every family, men, women and children, if they have nothing better to do, tell each other their dreams.We are all at the mercy of the dream and we owe it to ourselves to submit its powers to the waking state.
— La Révolution Surréaliste No. 1
In death - no! even in the grave all is not lost. Else there is no immortality for man. Arousing from the most profound slumbers, we break the gossamer web of some dream. Yet in a second afterward, (so frail may that web have been) we remember not that we have dreamed.
— Edgar Allan Poe, The Pit and the Pendulum
You may pray to God to remove the hills on your way and fill every pothole on your path
—  but don’t be surprised if God gives you a shovel to do so!
Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today.
— James Dean
If he took her into his arms, he would keep her. He wouldn't let her suffer the way the other mortals had when he'd left them. He would keep her, with his court's permission or without it. Irial wouldn't take her, and Keenan wouldn't stand between them.
— Melissa Marr, Ink Exchange
Is Life itself a dream, I wonder?
— Lewis Carroll, Sylvie and Bruno
Must have been some kind a nightmare.”“Yeah,” I answer, my usual calm, vacant voice returning. “Can’t wait to wake up.
— K.A. Tucker, Ten Tiny Breaths
Surviving is good, but overcoming is better.
— Shelley Hendrix
This is my moral. Trust what you dream. Not what you think.
— David Mitchell, number9dream
Don't limit yourself to someone else's opinion of your capabilities. Be you. Dream, plan, execute!
— Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience
Yes! That's what all our talk about a decent world has been... just so much bullshit.""We did say it was still only a dream.""And a bloody useless one at that. Life's a fuck-up and it's never going to change.
— Athol Fugard, Master Harold...and the boys
How much longer will you sit back and wait for your dream to spontaneously come true? Too many days, weeks, months, and years have passed! Do not be unresponsive to your own dreams. Now, set a course of action that will lead to bringing your dream into reality.
— Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience
A dream is only as powerful as the dreamer.
— Bianca Frazier
Whatever. I know that when a monster is chasing you. You take your high-heeled shoes off. I’ve learned that … And you never, ever dangle your legs over the edge of the bed at night … And clowns, well, you get rid of them right away; they are just way too freaky. If the monster doesn’t get you, the clown sure will.
— Patti Roberts, The Angels Are Here
Get out of your own way… stop the paralysis by analysis… dream your dream… then, WAKE UP and bring it to life!
— Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience
We dream and fight with demons real and imagined.
— Dejan Stojanovic
We only live if we dream.
— Dejan Stojanovic
A dream is a miracle turned inside out!
— Evinda Lepins, A Cup of Hope for the Day: Coffee Hour with Chicklit Power
We soon fall asleep in each other’s arms, knowing to myself that I captured her, like a prisoner in a cage.
— Fernando Lachica, OFW: This is My Life and Story
The third dream was hard to put into words. It was a rambling, incoherent dream without any setting. All that was there was a feeling of being in motion. Aomame was ceaselessly moving through time and space It didn't matter when or where this was All that mattered was this movement. Everything was fluid, and a specific meaning was born of that fluidity. But as she gave herself up to it, she found her body growing transparent. She could see through her hands to the other side. Her bones, organs, and womb became visible. At this rate she might very well no longer exist. After she could no longer see herself, Aomame wondered what could possibly come then. She had no answer.
— Haruki Murakami, 1Q84
Life without dreams or goals such as life without vision.
— Launa Rissadia
A good dream was something you clung to until the last moment before waking.
— Veronica Rossi, Through the Ever Night
I had the most beautiful dream, and then I fell asleep in your arms and my dream turned lovelier still.
— Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway
Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream, And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by?---"On death
— John Keats, Complete Poems and Selected Letters
...It felt like they were telling each other secrets. Everything they said felt like that—whispered, tender, full of other meanings, like when you tell someone a dream or talk about your astrological signs as code for all the things you love about each other.
— Francesca Lia Block, Wasteland
‎"It always seemed somehow less real here... a really detailed dream, but sort of washed out, like a thin watercolor. Softer, somehow, even with their electric light and engines and everything. I guess it was because there was hardly any magic.
— Garth Nix, Lirael
Work like an angel, dress like a demon, live like a ghost, and dream like a human.
— Rebecca McKinsey
He's a real nowhere man,Sitting in his Nowhere Land,Making all his nowhere plansfor nobody.Doesn't have a point of view,Knows not where he's going to,Isn't he a bit like you and me?
— The Beatles, Revolver, Vocal Score
Here and there and not just in books we catch glimpses of a world of once upon a time and they lived happily ever after, of a world where there is a wizard to give courage and a heart, an angel with a white stone that has written on it our true and secret name, and it is so easy to dismiss it all that it is hardly worth bothering to do. ... But if the world of the fairy tale and our glimpses of it here and there are only a dream, they are one of the most haunting and powerful dreams that the world has ever dreamed...
— Frederick Buechner, Telling the Truth: The Gospel as Tragedy, Comedy, and Fairy Tale
Miki-san... do you truly want that person's dream to come true? Or is it that you want to be that person's savior for making that dream come true? If you're going to fulfill someone else's dream, that's the time when it's most important to be sure you know your own wish. The two might seem the same, but they're entirely different.
— Magica Quartet, Puella Magi Madoka Magica, Vol. 01
A girl can dream can’t she? My new life plan is to stumble into every office of a CEO until I find a Christian Grey.
— Sophie Monroe, Second Chance Romance
Why should I laugh?' asked the old man. 'Madness in youth is true wisdom. Go, young man, follow your dream, and if you do not find the happiness that you seek, at any rate you will have had the happiness of seeking it.
— Andrew Lang, The Red Fairy Book
Happy the man, whose wish and careA few paternal acres bound,Content to breathe his native airIn his own ground.
— Alexander Pope
Dreams never die. Sometimes you think they are dead, but they are just hibernating lie some old bear. And, if the dream has been hibernating for a long time, that bear is going to wake up grumpy and hungry
— Harlan Coben
A dream doesn't die because it has no truth. It dies because you fail to nurture it.
— Susie Clevenger
I turned on the television and watched a movie about a girl who’d fallen in love with both a vampire and a werewolf. I’d already seen it a million times, so my eyelids grew heavy, fairly quickly. Ten minutes later I was out cold in my bed and dreaming of Duncan, who turned into a werewolf and was trying to kill my own vampire boyfriend. Every time I tried to see the vampire’s face, however, it was a blur.
— Kristen Middleton, Blur
What's your dream and to what corner of the missions world will it take you?
— Eleanor Roat
Let stuff simply unfold, for once in your life, without spinning all those hopeful romantic fantasies. The less time you spend dreaming up a world of happily ever after, the more time you’ll have to actually live — no evers or afters required.
— Abby McDonald, Getting Over Garrett Delaney
Needing to express what it’s like here.... / Trying to digest the incoming stream .... / And dream it all over again.
— Jay Woodman
... as we travel again between life and death, Waking and dream, blinking, while layers within layers,None better, none worse, unravel and knit up before us . . .
— Jay Woodman
Maldonado's face was ghastly. 'That' she said, pointing below the bed where the cat lurked, 'and that' - pointing to what lay on the floor - 'prove it was no dream. Do dreams leave marks behind them?' ("I'm Dangerous Tonight")
— Cornell Woolrich, The Fantastic Stories of Cornell Woolrich
Quote from “Unexpected Tales from the Ends of the Earth”: “This is that old well known man, for who I understood that one morning he puts the pistol in his mouth and put the trigger. He is dead right here. But he would never die in that dream. And I will never stop ask myself why I woke up, and how exactly has finished “This is that old well known man, for who I understood that one morning he puts the pistol in his mouth and put the trigger. He is dead right here. But he would never die in that dream. And I will never stop ask myself why I woke up, and how exactly has finished the strange feast”.
— Alexandar Tomov
With no action to nourish it, your dream becomes a fantasy.
— Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience
Leila dreamt that her Soul was on fire. It was not a nightmare. Shannon was in the dream. Shannon was telling her to wake up. She woke up, burning as if she had a fever, nearly soaking wet with sweat. Kevin was asleep beside her.
— H. Raven Rose, Dark Eros
That night, Gregory dreamt of his mother. It was a dream that he'd have carried to his therapist like a raw, precious egg if he'd had a therapist, and the dream made him wish he had one. In the dream, he sat in the kitchen of his mother's house at the table on his usual place. He could hear her handle pots and pans and sigh occasionally. Sitting there filled his heart with sadness and also with a long missed feeling of comfort until he realised that the chair and the table were much too small for him: it was a child's chair and he could barely fit his long legs under the table. He was worried that his mother might scold him for being so large and for not wearing pants. Gregory, in the dream, felt his manhood press against his belly while he was crouching uncomfortably, not daring to move.
— Marcus Speh, Exquisite Quartet Anthology 2011
I try to get closer to reality, to get close to the contradictions. The cinema world can be a real world rather than a dream world.
— Michael Haneke
Perfect is a dream that you wake up from and spend forever trying to remember.
— Joseph Hunt
She wanted to return to her dream. Perhaps it was still somewhere there behind her closed eyelids. Perhaps a little of its happiness still clung like gold dust to her lashes. Don't dreams in fairy tales sometimes leave a token behind?
— Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
Climb the day, Drop your dreams, Possess the day.
— Gail Carson Levine, Fairest
...I live in Ireland every day in a drizzly dream of a Dublin walk...
— John Geddes, A Familiar Rain
When a human awakens to a great dream and throws the full force of his soul over it, all the universe conspires in your favor.
— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
You’re just a figment of my imagination. A fantasy?”“Yes.” He didn’t dare move.“Then why are you still wearing clothes?
— Mina Khan, The Djinn's Dilemma
Don't laugh. A girl can dream.
— Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway
I wanted to find a nice quiet spot, go to sleep, and dream about kittens.
— John Corwin, Dark Light of Mine
I am you, Umasi, and I am weak." the shadow spun around and began walking away. "In the end, either you will conquer me…or I will conquer you.
— Isamu Fukui, Origins
Dreams can twist your emotions like no reality can.
— Neal Shusterman, Dread Locks
You only get one life so dream big. Dream bold. Dream in color
— Claire Cross, Double Trouble
Well, finally, once you become an orphan, you're an orphan till the day you die. I keep having the same dream. I'm seven years old and an orphan again. All alone, with no adults around to take care of me. It's evening, and the light is fading, and night is pressing in. It's always the same. In the dream I always go back to being seven years old. Software like that you can't exchange once it's contaminated.
— Haruki Murakami, After Dark
Dreams are pathways for the heart. - Reminim the gnome
— T. William Watts
Want to change the world? Upset the status quo? This takes more than run-of-the-mill relationships. You need to make people dream the same dream that you do.
— Guy Kawasaki, Enchantment: The Art of Changing Hearts, Minds, and Actions
I'm not sure if my dream is a dream, or a nightmare.
— Steven Herrick, A Place Like This
Now it's serious. At last it's becoming serious. So I've grown older. Was I the only one who wasn't serious? Is it our times that are not serious? I was never lonely neither when I was alone, nor with others. But I would have liked to be alone at last. Loneliness means I'm finally whole. Now I can say it as tonight, I'm at last alone. I must put an end to coincidence. The new moon of decision. I don't know if there's destiny but there's a decision. Decide! We are now the times. Not only the whole town - the whole world is taking part in our decision. We two are now more than us two. We incarnate something. We're representing the people now. And the whole place is full of those who are dreaming the same dream. We are deciding everyone's game. I am ready. Now it's your turn. You hold the game in your hand. Now or never. You need me. You will need me. There's no greater story than ours, that of man and woman. It will be a story of giants... invisible... transposable... a story of new ancestors. Look. My eyes. They are the picture of necessity, of the future of everyone in the place. Last night I dreamt of a stranger... of my man. Only with him could I be alone, open up to him, wholly open, wholly for him. Welcome him wholly into me. Surround him with the labyrinth of shared happiness. I know... it's you.
— Wim Wenders
Success is personal ownership of the dream, and responsibility for its desired outcome.
— Johnnie Dent Jr.
No I did not call in sick to work todayNo I'm not out hanging with my friendsThere's no more wasting timeOn what I think I'm supposed to doMy clock is standing still soI can have my dream life lifeWith the ones I lovePlaying all day longLaying back by the water sideWith nowhere to goAnd the music onI'm working hard for my dream lifeTo be my real lifeAnd that can't be wrongAll I have is this lifeSo I'm making it what I want
— Colbie Caillat, Colbie Caillat - All of You
On having a backup plan: "Always a good plan anytime you want to follow your dream - I love writing, acting, and psychiatry - there are crazy people everywhere which means I can take my career anywhere my dream needs to go.
— Samantha Steele
...if Faith shows up in your dreams again tonight, do yourself a favor and dream on.
— Victoria Caro, Trapped in a Dream
Anything that ends is a dream. This whole universe is a dream.
— Mehmet Murat ildan
That night my mother had what she considered a wonderful dream. She dreamed of the country of India, where she had never been. There were orange traffic cones and beautiful lapis lazuli insects with mandibles of gold. A young girl was being led through the streets. She was taken to a pyre where she was wound in a sheet and placed up on a platform built from sticks. The bright fire that consumed her brought my mother into that deep, light, dreamlike bliss. The girl was being burned alive, but, first, there had been her body, clean and whole.
— Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones
The finished clock is resplendent. At first glance it is simply a clock, a rather large black clock with a white face and a silver pendulum. Well crafted, obviously, with intricately carved woodwork edges and a perfectly painted face, but just a clock.But that is before it is wound. Before it begins to tick, the pendulum swinging steadily and evenly. Then, then it becomes something else.The changes are slow. First, the color changes in the face, shifts from white to grey, and then there are clouds that float across it, disappearing when they reach the opposite side. Meanwhile, bits of the body of the clock expand and contract, like pieces of a puzzle. As though the clock is falling apart, slowly and gracefully.All of this takes hours.The face of the clock becomes a darker grey, and then black, with twinkling stars where numbers had been previously. The body of the clock, which has been methodically turning itself inside out and expanding, is now entirely subtle shades of white and grey. And it is not just pieces, it is figures and objects, perfectly carved flowers and planets and tiny books with actual paper pages that turn. There is a silver dragon that curls around part of the now visible clockwork, a tiny princess in a carved tower who paces in distress, awaiting an absent prince. Teapots that pour into teacups and minuscule curls of steam that rise from them as the seconds tick. Wrapped presents open. Small cats chase small dogs. An entire game of chess is played.At the center, where a cuckoo bird would live in a more traditional timepiece, is the juggler. Dress in harlequin style with a grey mask, he juggles shiny silver balls that correspond to each hour. As the clock chimes, another ball joins the rest until at midnight he juggles twelve balls in a complex pattern.After midnight, the clock begins once more to fold in upon itself. The face lightens and the cloud returns. The number of juggled balls decreases until the juggler himself vanishes.By noon it is a clock again, and no longer a dream.
— Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus
Delirium: You use that word so much. Responsibilities. Do you ever think about what that means? I mean, what does it mean to you? In your head? Dream: Well, I use it to refer that area of existence over which I exert a certain amount of control or influence. In my case, the realm and action of dreaming. Delirium: Hump. It's more than that. The things we do make echoes. S'pose, f'rinstance, you stop on a street corner and admire a brilliant fork of lightning--ZAP! Well for ages after people and things will stop on that very same corner, stare up at the sky. They wouldn't even know what they were looking for. Some of them might see a ghost bolt of lightning in the street. Some of them might even be killed by it. Our existence deforms the universe. THAT'S responsibility.
— Neil Gaiman, The Kindly Ones
Don't fall asleep yet. Contrary to popular belief, that's not where dreams get accomplished.
— George Watsky
Let today be the day you love yourself enough to no longer just dream of a better life
—  let it be the day you act upon it.
That’s the way it is with dreams. They scratch at your door. You see them through the peep hole: a stray dream looking for a home. You think it might go away if you ignore it. Wrong. It’s still there when you open the door, smiling. Wagging its tail.
— Monique Duval
So this had been all I wanted, a boy who understood how I felt. Now, though, I sometimes wished for more.
— Sarah Dessen
It almost felt like we were driving in our own world--like we were inside a snow globe--and there was music and sunlight and smiles and laughter floating in the air. And it was all self-contained in a beautiful bubble filled with glittering water that made things seem a little unreal, a little dream-like and hazy.
— Melissa C. Walker, Unbreak My Heart
We make a lot of detours, but we're always heading for the same destination
— Paulo Coelho
Maybe dream chasing is like climbing a mountain. You know, finding the trail, stepping onto it. At first you're energetic and it's easy. Then you trip over a root, face a huge boulder, or a steep incline. So you stand up after the fall, find your way around the boulder, and trudge up the vertical. Eventually, you're on top of the mountain with an expansive view of the world." ~ Michael Stlis in "A Stop in the Park
— Peggy Morehouse Strack, A Stop in the Park
It was like trying to recall a forgotten dream—each time I felt close to remembering where we’d met, the memories slipped away.
— Michelle Madow, Remembrance
For a time I hovered in that peaceful dreamland where nothing at all works properly but everything is okay.
— William Giraldi
To visualize that which doesn't exist, yet to believe with confidence that it can be realized, is truly something miraculous.
— Richard D. Sagor, Motivating Students and Teachers in an Era of Standards
Leaders must see the dream in their mind before they will accomplish the dream with their team.
— Orrin Woodward
The limiting factor on your success is not the size of the obstacles, but the size of your dream.
— Orrin Woodward
You might think what I tell you next is all a dream, or that I've imagined it. I can't help it if that's what you think, but I swear it's true. Sometimes the truest things are the hardest to believe.
— Glenda Millard, A Small Free Kiss in the Dark
Jack and Jill slept, wrapped in each other's arms, untroubled by any dream in their cocoon of freshly discovered wrinkly passion.
— Helen Hodgman, Jack and Jill
Do you still believe that I am only a dream?"-Alastor
— Dana Michelle Burnett, Spiritus
I once dreamt of being a writer, to have my words known by many from many countries; this dream i dreamt came true...so why cant your dream come true too? Rayvon L Browne does not believe in the word cant - Rayvon L Browne
— Rayvon L. Browne
You've won the evolutionary lottery: You're a vampire. Let's go to Disneyland!
— J.R. Ward, Dark Lover
You know,” he said, “this is why I love you so much.”Her tone was heartbreakingly warm. “What do you mean?”You don’t ask me to go inside because it’s cold. You just want to make it easier for me to be where I want to stand.
— J.R. Ward, Lover Avenged
That took balls.""Please," I said with a snort, "that took ovaries. Of which I have two.
— Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right
I think we need to have a little talk, woman to skank.
— Jeaniene Frost
Maybe I needed sensitivity training. I once signed up for an anger management class, but the instructor pissed me off.
— Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right
Why don't I just give you a pair of my panties to hang around your neck? Then whenever you feel jealous, you can wave them at whoever's pissing you off.
— Jeaniene Frost
I am going to knock the slut out of you. And that should take some doing, you uppity English tramp!
— Jeaniene Frost
You are mine, woman, and I am yours. Until you, my life was desolate. I existed, but I didn't truly live. Now I live, even in my death.
— Gena Showalter, The Darkest Night
If I couldn't be a good example, I'd just have to be a horrible warning.
— Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right
I have always loved you, princess" Robin Goodfellow promised, his green eyes shining in the darkness. "I always will. And I'll take whatever you can give me.
— Julie Kagawa, The Iron Queen
His debtors always assumed he'd demand their firstborn. Like I'm fucking Rumpelstiltskin? What would Lothaire do with countless squalling babes? Raise them in a kennel?
— Kresley Cole, Lothaire
Crashing into the trembling voidStretching my hand to youLosing myself to frigid regretIs this fragile loveA wayTo sayGood-bye
— Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver
Have you ever met someone for the first time, but in your heart you feel as if you’ve met them before?
— JoAnne Kenrick, When A Mullo Loves A Woman
If you were Catholic, you'd singe the ears of the priest you confessed to.
— Jeaniene Frost
When he kisses me again, the last part of me that could stand myself dies.
— Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever
He wasn't that good looking, he had the social skills of a wet cat and the patience of a caffeinated hummingbird
— Karen Chance
Straightaway, she'd called to the guard, "Oh, boys?" She'd sauntered to the glass in only her black lace bra and panties. "I need some assistance," When they slowed, agog, she'd purred, "Can one of you help me find my orgasm?
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
Aidan from the past: He took her hands in his bloodied, callused ones. “Accept me?” His eyes glowed, his lashes spiked from rain.Declan in the present: He gripped her nape. “I fuckin love you, Regin!” Rain spiked his lashes as he gazed down at her, commanding her, “Love me back!
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
He's like six hundred years younger than you are. I refuse to be the moral compass of our cell! Most weekends I have an intoxispell bong attached to my mouth like a respirator. I love scatological humor, and I list 'pranks involving nuclear waste' and 'making demons eat things' as my hobbies.
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
Hell won't be so bad, you know. After all, I'll be there to keep you company.
— Tess Oliver, Camille
As the Brotherhood got down to business, he found himself putting his hand on the dog’s big head and stroking the soft fur…playing with an ear…dipping down and ﬁnding the long waves that ﬂowed from the animal’s broad, strong chest.Not that any of that meant he was keeping the the animal, of course.It just felt nice, was all.
— J.R. Ward, Lover Avenged
I have to go to her, Lucan. For my own sanity, if nothing else. If I stay here, I'm not sure what good I'd be, to tell you the truth. She's the only thing that's held me together in a very long time. I'm a wreck for this woman, my friend. She owns me now.
— Lara Adrian, Midnight Rising
if i had to choose between breathing or loving you, i would say 'i love you' with my last breath
— Shannon Dermott, Waiting for Mercy
Because all I could think about was you, Anna, and how good you are, and what you'd think of me. You put thoughts into my head a Neph shouldn't have!
— Wendy Higgins, Sweet Evil
He's like a drug for you, Bella." His voice was still gentle, not at all critical. "I see that you can't live without him now. It's too late. but I would have been healthier for you. Not a drug; I would have been the air, the sun."The corner of my mouth turned up in a wistful half-smile. "I used to think of you that way, you know. Like the sun. My personal sun. You balanced out the clouds nicely for me." He sighed. "The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an eclipse.
— Stephenie Meyer, Eclipse
Oh my God, not only is he older than the Grand Canyon, but he’s like the pope and the Fae King and the president of the United States all rolled up into one. To some ancient cultures he had been a god. He was going to hurt her so bad before he killed her so dead, and all she could think of was how hot his kiss had been in the dream and how delicate the touch of his finger was as it traced down her body.
— Thea Harrison, Dragon Bound
Honest to god, Clare, you act like the dress is more important than you being shot!”Of course it is! It’s a Versace, you idiot! Bring help! I’m going to save this dress at all costs.” - Sam to Clare
— Katie MacAlister, Even Vampires Get the Blues
Did you meet your soul mate? That always happens on the first day of school, right?''Oh God, Charlie, she's letting you read again! You went straight to the paranormal section, didn't you?
— Francesca Zappia, Made You Up
You think I am very cute, you think me sexy, as well. I can read your thoughts, remember.” I hoisted myself up and slid across his body. You are conceited, arrogant, and domineering, everything I dislike in a man. And you are independent, stubborn, and heedless, everything I dislike in a women. I slid my hands under his back and kissed his dampened lips. So why is it that I love you so much? He smiled a smug, masculine little smile and captured my legs with his. Because I love you, and to be loved by a Dark One is enough for any woman.I pinched him in a particularly vulnerable spot and allowed him to kiss me with all the sexy arrogance he had.
— Katie MacAlister, Sex and the Single Vampire
I do care about real life. It's just not as interesting as what's in my books.
— Christina Dodd, Storm of Shadows
And if you don’t think I can hold my own against all those eighteenth-century mortals you were out tagging, then you’re a fool, Casanova.” ... “Oh, yes, I know all about you.”He went still. “What are you talking about?”“I was alive back then. And all the Lore heard about the ruthless warlord brothers from Estonia. The general, the scholar, the enigma, and . . . the manwhore.
— Kresley Cole, Deep Kiss of Winter
You're still... Declan?"----Voice hoarse, he said, "Aye, it's me. I will never be your perfect Viking, Regin! I've made unforgivable mistakes. I've no family or friends, and my men hold no love for me. I'm scarred inside and out. And I'm bloody askin' for you anyway!
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
Seconds passed, then ... La Dorada skulked into view. She was half-mummified, but sodden. 
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
God, you’re sexy when you talk Psy.
— Nalini Singh, Caressed by Ice
It's a lot easier to understand things once you name them. It's the unknown that mostly freaks me out. I don't know the name of that fear, but I know I've got it, the fear of the unknown.
— Carrie Jones, Need
He looked down at my fingers wrapped around his coat then lifted his eyes to mine. 'My tiny huntress, do you know what you've done to me?
— Tess Oliver, Camille
Valkyrie, I will get answers from you one way or another. Either through this painful exercise in futility, as you believe, or through a civilized conversation.""You call this civilized?" She strained against her cuffs, leaning in to whisper, "Psst, Chase. The sexual tension between us is grueling.
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
What'd you want to talk about?""Just to commend you on your revenge last night. It must have been fiendish. Of course, I can only imagine since there wasn't a mark on Chase this morning, only residual bliss.""He heals fast! I whaled on his face. Must've been thirty hits."Natalya's lips quirked. "You're glowing like a Lite-Brite.""Shut it, fairy.
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
Too late Bella. Now, it's too late. Show me.
— J.R. Ward, Lover Awakened
Drink from the fountain of love where every drop is eternal passion.
— Mahogany SilverRain, Ebony Encounters: A Trilogy of Erotic Tales
Don't get pissy with me leech." With a glare, Carrow pressed her print to his torque. "Even tapped out, I can still do a love spell to make you fall in love--with the sun.
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
Yo, Dekko, who do I gotta blow around here to get a shower?
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
You do not mind my humor?”“Not at all. I’ve not laughed like this …” His brows drew together. “I think I’ve never laughed like this.”“Usually I exasperate people. And I jest at inappropriate times. Such as during executions. Freya says ’tis my gift and my bane to frustrate others.”“I like your manner, Reginleit. Life is long without humor.
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
Barrons: "He got upset it wouldn't shut up and tore its head off."Mac: "The child?" I gasped
— Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever
I should warn you, I’m an expert on vampires. I’ve seen every episode made of Buffy, Angel, and Forever Knight, so don’t think a little fang-flashing is going to scare me.” – Nell to AdrianOh, my God! You bit me on the leg! You drank my blood! I am not an appetizer!” You are much more then an appetizer. You are a twelve-course banquet. – Nell & AdrianI slid my tongue around the glossy enamel of his teeth, pausing to stroke down the length of an elongated canine tooth.Yeah. I know. How stupid is it to French kiss a vampire and not expect sharp teeth? – Nell
— Katie MacAlister, Sex, Lies and Vampires
I'm told the effect is cumulative--it will continue to worsen." Though outwardly calm as he explained this, his face had paled even more. "But if you tell me about the Valkyrie's weaknesses, I'll administer the antidote.""Weaknesses? So many. Foremost, we're ... ticklish.
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
I told you that I would protect you. Even if you don't want me to," he whispered, moving closer and pulling me against him. "Some things are worth protecting
— Amelia Hutchins, Taunting Destiny
His gaze swept her head to toe. “You’re wearing my colors, love.” He stalked forward and leaned down to brush her cheek with a kiss. “Soon you’ll be wearing me,” he whispered for her ears only.
— Rebecca Zanetti
I laughed. " So, let me get this straight. You slayed the dragon, jumped over the moat, climbed the tower of the evil King's castle, saved the princes, and rode off with her into sunset aka Shadow land. Why, you're my knight in shining armour.
— Jayde Scott, A Job From Hell
Lothaire is very much alive.”“You swear?”“Often. Though not as much as foul-mouthed Regin. I try not to in front of Bertil.” She petted the bat.“I meant—will Lothaire live?”“He will.
— Kresley Cole, Lothaire
I figured even the most jaded and cynical inhabitant might report a bloody girl in a party dress carrying a severed head by its hair.
— Faith Hunter, Skinwalker
His tone dripping condescension, Lothaire crooned, “Ah children, it’s not yet story time.” He closed his eyes and turned away, saying over his shoulder, “To anyone who contemplates even nearing me while I sleep: I will garrote you with your own viscera.
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
Just hear me out. While you were napping, I was busy chatting up our allies. Didn't you know--your woman's a golden-tongued ambassador! My sisters always said I graduated from the shock-and-awe school of diplomacy, but joke 'em if they can't take a fuck, right?
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
She murmured, "You're unfinished.""Aye, precisely.""I need to go."When she moved to get up, he shoved her against his side and slapped her arse to keep her there. "You stay with me."She snapped, "What do you want from me, C
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
Apparently unaffected, she rose. "Yeah, you're probably right. I should be going." She feigned a yawn. "You've gotta head back to work and I've gotta head to jail. Big night for me. I'm planning to shiv someone for a bar of soap. --
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
Regin had known the risk in coming here, but she wasn't fearful. As Lucia had also told her, "Sometimes I don't think you have the sense to be afraid when you should." Regin had interpreted that to mean, "You have no sense of fear, oh, great Reginleit.
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
Bug? You sack of sweat stink. I've got farts that smell sweeter than you. Think you're better than me? Poop ice cream cones, do you? Call me a bug! Rachel, let me do him now.
— Kim Harrison, Dead Witch Walking
He sat up, going still. “Am I wearing a wife-beater, Lizvetta?” He gaped down. “Oh, come on!”Lothaire
— Kresley Cole, Lothaire
You want to …?” His other eye popped open as I started to slide down his body, intent on exploring that part of him which had given me so much pleasure. He grabbed me before I was able to move four inches. I looked up, worried that I had done something wrong. A familiar strained, tense look was on his face, his eyes screwed up tight. I looked down at his penis. It was no longer in a resting state. “I thought you were sated?”I was. Until you went and mentioned doing that to me. No! Don’t touch me there, woman! For the love of – grk!”A half hour later, Gabriel, his arm wrapped around me because my legs were unusually weak, hustled me toward the house with a grim look on his
— Katie MacAlister, Playing With Fire
I had lost all hope believing that the Gods had created a soul mate to belong to me but now I have you here in my arms, I know it was worth all my lifetimes in wait.
— Stephanie Hudson, The Two Kings
I’m more than twisted. I’m the worst kind of vampire… But you’re the one who’s craving me, so what does that make you?
— Lindsay J. Pryor, Blood Roses
Don't start that again. It's not my fault you don't have any masculine aprons.""That's because aprons aren't masculine, genius.""Don't make me have you for dinner, princess.""Whatever, Betty Crocker. Knock yourself out.
— Rachael Wade, Amaranth
You're not crazy. In fact, you're perfect. Everything about you couldnt be more so if I made a list of all the qualities I wanted in a partner and special ordered you.
— Bonnie Erina Wheeler, Fate Fixed
His laughter echoed through my mind. I have a beautiful woman in my arms, and am taking her back to my home, where she and I will be alone and able to indulge whatever fantasies we choose. What is there not to enjoy?
— Katie MacAlister, Sex and the Single Vampire
When God ignores you, the devil starts looking good.
— Laurell K. Hamilton, Flirt
This love is so deep it cannot be undone.
— Rebecca Maizel, Stolen Nights
Just once" Blay said softly. "Do it just once. So I'll know what it's like."Qhuinn started to shake his head. "No...I don't think–""Yes"After a moment, Qhuinn slid both his hands up Blay's thick neck and captured the male's sturdy jaw in his palms. "You sure?"When Blay nodded, Qhuinn titled his friend's head back and to the side and held it in place as he slowly closed the distance. Just before their mouths touched, Blay's eyelashes fluttered down and he trembled 
— J.R. Ward, Lover Enshrined
A memory is a fine legacy to leave behind.
— Roshani Chokshi, The Star-Touched Queen
..., It'd taken her several seconds to react to the sight of them together. She'd been almost hypnotized by the scene as Lothaire drank. Chase's masculine face had been tense, his gray eyes focused on the ground. Lothaire's face had been starkly beautiful, his pale blond hair brushing Chase's shoulder.Light and dark. One terrible, one t
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
It felt bizarre to be ignored in general, much less by an embodiment of Aidan--who used to stare at her so hard that he'd run into trees.
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
He can learn things about me through your blood. Can learn about my sister!" She briefly covered her mouth. "He can see everything we've done! I don't want that leech to know what we do in private."Lothaire strolled up, making a scoffing sound. "As if I don't watch you two live from a distance.
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
He shot to his feet, faced off against her. "No more mercy for ye, Valkyrie." Holding nothing back, he launched a haymaker at her
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
Kneeling before him, Regin murmured, "Don't let that Fegley worm get to you." Still staring ahead, the kid slowed his banging. "There's a good ... male of indeterminate species.
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
When Thad began nuzzling her neck, pressing his opened lips against her, she smacked him in the back of the head. "Don't go vamp on me now!""Whaa!" He shot upright, his fangs sharp. "Where 
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
Declan and 
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
A true test of someone’s love is how they act when they’re stressed and not how much they love you when everything’s goin’ good.
— T.R. Graves, Warriors of the Cross
My mind argued with itself about whether to adhere to proper etiquette or whether to fling aside all modesty and throw my arms around him. My feet chose the latter before my mind had a chance to settle it. I flew off the stool and landed in his embrace. Freezing rain drenched his coat and shirt. His arms wrapped around me tighter, and there was nothing so right as being pressed against Nathaniel Strider.
— Tess Oliver, Camille
He took the spatula and smiled, and she headed for the bedroom, only stopping once to see if he was watching her ass wiggle under his shirt.He chuckled. “I’d have to be dead not to look.”“I’m glad to see you’re in good health.” She grinned.
— Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession
Regin!" He leapt up from a bunk."Well, well, the gang's all here." Nix must've given him Regin's whereabouts. Again."I'm going to get you out of here," he said, his green eyes aglow.She snorted. "Let me know how that works out for you, Job MacBangup." Seeing Brandr here just brought her situation into stark relief. "It's curious though--you don't usually show up until it's time to bury him.
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
He rested a hand over hers. “Ever since I met you, keeping it professional has been practically impossible.”“So it’s true.”“Which part?”“You could get in trouble for seeing me.”He raised her hand to his lips, brushing a kiss to her knuckles. “I can handle a little trouble. How about you?”Scars and a thrill seeker. Gods help her…
— Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession
He raised a brow at another abrupt change in the conversation. “Are you disappointed I couldn’t dodge a couple bullets?”A real smile teased her lips as she lowered her coffee mug. “On the contrary, I’m a sucker for a guy with scars, so for your protection, we should probably stick to the case.
— Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession
He seems like a good guy, but we need to focus on finding Nia’s killer, and then finish the theater. We don’t have time for distractions. No men.” “Yeah, yeah, I know.” Mel rolled her eyes. “Inspiration before intercourse.”Callie chuckled. “I should put that on a T-shirt.
— Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession
Good does not exist without the evil and right does not hold weight without knowing the wrong.
— Stephanie Hudson, The Two Kings
May I remind you, I am half Demon and I know full well how attracted I am to your dark side, just as the Angel in me is addicted to the shy and good girl that stands before me now.
— Stephanie Hudson, The Two Kings
I didn't know it would be black," she murmured with a little smile.Horror flooded his face. "Oh, Christ!
— J.R. Ward, Lover Revealed
Do you really want to put yourself through this? Is loving me really enough to endure everything you have to just to be with me?"Meeting his fiery gaze, I ran my fingers through his hair, kissed him gently before I attempted to set us both free. "It will always be enough.
— Rachael Wade, Amaranth
Insert the biggest, most awkward silence in the history of big awkward silences. I stare at him. I'm suddenly exhausted by all the lies I've told him. He's my friend, and I lie to him every day. He deserves better. I wish I could tell him then, more than anything I've ever wanted. I wish I could stand in front of him and truly be myself and tell him everything. But it's against the rules.
— Cynthia Hand
And then it hits me like a fast, open-palmed, stinging smack in the face.Having a ghost boyfriend WASweird
— Lisa Schroeder, I Heart You, You Haunt Me
With the many uncertainties, of one thing I was sure. I could not escape love, the very thing that had kept me mobile since the day I realized I was capable of giving and receiving it.
— Rachael Wade, Amaranth
I promised you the moon for your throne and stars to wear in your hair," said Amar, gesturing inside. "And I always keep my promises.
— Roshani Chokshi, The Star-Touched Queen
I give you a week, maybe two, before you're driven to bite someone.""I don't know how to... to bite or drink! But you could teach me.""And what could you possibly do in return?" Lothaire waved a negligent hand. "Play football for me? Break in my jeans really well?
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
You see, that's the thing with you detrus," Chase began in a contemplative tone. "Your bodies are abominations. If I severed your arms--"Lothaire yawned loudly."--you'd merely regenerate from the injury. You might experience pain, but you wouldn't suffer the horror of permanent loss, not like a human."Lothaire grew increasingly bored by this. "When I get free, I believe I'll show you your spine. I'll hand it to you so casually, politely even, as if expecting you to remark upon it.
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior
It is not always what we do, Sa'han, but who we love that makes us who we are. Quen
— Kim Harrison, The Hollows Insider
I can't believe you're going to sacrifice your archery mojo for MacReive." Lucia would forfeit her fantastical skill with a bow if she was unchaste. "Who am I going to hang out with when your a talentless nobody?
— Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior