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1. "Sweet dreams and thin walls... Mother of Pearl. He'd heard me."
Author: Alice Clayton
2. "Egypt loved the lotus becuase it never dies. It is the same for people who are loved. Thus can something as insignificant as a name-two syllables, one high, one sweet- summon up the innumerable smiles, tears, sighs and dreams of a human life."
Author: Anita Diamant
3. "If you want sweet dreams, you've got to live a sweet life."
Author: Barbara Kingsolver
4. "How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams."
Author: Bram Stoker
5. "OxfordIt is well that there are palaces of peaceAnd discipline and dreaming and desire,Lest we forget our heritage and ceaseThe Spirit's work—to hunger and aspire:Lest we forget that we were born divine,Now tangled in red battle's animal net,Murder the work and lust the anodyne,Pains of the beast ‘gainst bestial solace set.But this shall never be: to us remainsOne city that has nothing of the beast,That was not built for gross, material gains,Sharp, wolfish power or empire's glutted feast.We are not wholly brute. To us remainsA clean, sweet city lulled by ancient streams,A place of visions and of loosening chains,A refuge of the elect, a tower of dreams.She was not builded out of common stoneBut out of all men's yearning and all prayerThat she might live, eternally our own,The Spirit's stronghold—barred against despair."
Author: C.S. Lewis
6. "My mother, toward the end, had said to me, but with a sweet smile, "Life's funny. You have to find a way to keep going, to keep laughing, even after you realize that none of your dreams will come true. When you realize that, there's still so much of a life to get through."
Author: Claire Messud The Woman Upstairs
7. "So many people had tried for Blake, but so many had failed. All it takes is one to be the glue. It's going to be me. Livia moved quietly to straddle him. She put her hands on his scruffy cheeks. "I know all that you are. You almost don't belong here, your soul's so pure." Livia put a hand on his chest. "You're perfect to me. You're chivalrous to me. I adore your manners. You can't disappoint me. It's not possible." Livia leaned in and kissed him sweetly. See? See how much I can fix?Blake became absorbed by her hair, grabbing handfuls of it. He pulled her to his chest, combing it out with his fingers as he hummed a soothing song in her ear. The liquid velvet of his voice lifted her into dreams."
Author: Debra Anastasia
8. "When you walk through the storm, hold your head highAnd don't be afraid of the dark!At the end of the storm is a golden skyAnd the sweet song of the lark.Walk on through the windWalk on through the rainThough your dreams be tossed & blownWalk on, walk on, with hope in your heartAnd you'll never walk alone!"
Author: Douglas Adams
9. "Welcome my new paranoia, if you are not my reality, so where the hell is the fucking reality!?!?! To be or not to be?! this is the paranoia of my sweet dreams. So you are more than welcome to my paradox, to my mind, to my existence. Consume from my brains flesh. There is no ending of this portion for you. My mind is the Prometheus of the time. Endless resource for paranoia."
Author: Fereidoon Yazdi
10. "It is always hard to leave a home a drama a way of life a life. So I sat there warm and safe that night held by the sea and a good man and my own good fortune victim and witness to all the transitory sweetness like Gatsby's dreams that stood before and behind me."
Author: Gail Caldwell
11. "No, I mean the key," he said. "It's made of bone."Lex raised an eyebrow. "As in ivory?""As in human."She let out a shriek and dropped it."Sweet dreams," he said with a smirk, closing the door."
Author: Gina Damico
12. "Sogni dóro, mia bella ragazza," he mumbled, closing his eyes. "Sweet dreams my beautiful girl."
Author: J.M. Darhower
13. "Lorien who loves twilights and flittering shadows, and sweet scents borne upon evening winds, who is the lord of dreams and imaginings, sat nigh and whispered swift noiseless words, while his sprites played half-heard tunes beside him like music stealing out into the dark from distant dwellings... - Book of Lost Tales Part 1"
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien
14. "I want to be intoxicated by the darkened ether of midnight, running through my fingers as sparkling stardust. I crave the taste of the ocean's salty tears, as her temperamental tides crash and break against the rocks. I yearn for the sweet scent of sun on my skin and the earthy musk of dirt giving way under my bare feet. I want to lay naked in golden fields, as i gaze up at an endless sky, dreaming my dreams, as Mother Nature's love washes over me like spiritual sunshine."
Author: Jaeda DeWalt
15. "When you wish upon objects in the sky,Not knowing if you'll live or die,Heal my heart and heal my head,And for once sweet dreams,When I crash in bed."
Author: James L. Rubart
16. "Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground"
Author: James Taylor
17. "Then I shall bid thee goodnight, my dear. Sweet pixies watch over the dusty moonlight of your dreams, Jessameine."
Author: Jennifer Silverwood
18. "Every things fuzzy now,but I try to stay awake long enough to tell him one more thing."glad you . . .see. . .my colors caspian." " me too abbey," he said softly. "sweet dreams."
Author: Jessica Verday
19. "Even though I'd love to hear your sweet voice, even if it was only words on a page, it doesn't matter. When I sleep, I share dreams with you. You're right next to me in this cot. I hear your breathing, and feel peace; at the same time I ache because you're also so far away. I think loving you, having you in my life, will be like that. A never-ending craving and peace at once."
Author: Joey W. Hill
20. "Wilt thou go with me, sweet maid,Say, maiden, wilt thou go with meThrough the valley-depths of shade,Of night and dark obscurity;Where the path has lost its way,Where the sun forgets the day,Where there's nor life nor light to see,Sweet maiden, wilt thou go with me!Where stones will turn to flooding streams,Where plains will rise like ocean waves,Where life will fade like visioned dreamsAnd mountains darken into caves,Say, maiden, wilt thou go with meThrough this sad non-identity,Where parents live and are forgot,And sisters live and know us not!Say, maiden; wilt thou go with meIn this strange death of life to be,To live in death and be the same,Without this life or home or name,At once to be and not to be -That was and is not -yet to seeThings pass like shadows, and the skyAbove, below, around us lie?"
Author: John Clare
21. "A trail made of pine needles and thistles leads you into the green darkness. The canopy casts shadows on old oaks and dogwoods, and you think you can smell the sour breath of a witch behind you. The wind sighs like a sleeping girl, carrying her bittersweet dreams along the paths to attract any man willing to look for thorn-covered castles. A wolf darts between fallen, rotted wood; maybe he's the one who can tell you where your heart is, how you're still breathing."
Author: Kimberly Karalius
22. "You want sweet dreams, lose the attitude and you might find I'll give you reason to have them.Tate to Lauren"
Author: Kristen Ashley
23. "Sweet dreams, baby," he whispered into myhair, his arm giving me a squeeze. "See you onthe other side.""You too, Captain," I whispered...'Lauren and Tate, in Sweet Dreams"
Author: Kristen Ashley
24. "You'll have sweet dreams?" he asked quietly and sounding like he cared, a lot. God but I loved this man. I felt my mouth smile and I pressed even closer. "I'm a good girl, I always do what I'm told." His hand left my hair so both his arms could wrap tight around me. "Love you, Ace," he murmured and my stomach melted. He said it. Right out. He said it. "Love you too, Captain."
Author: Kristen Ashley
25. "How sweet," Annabelle mumbled sickly her eyes closed. "Every woman dreams of being told that she's preferable to a dead cow."
Author: Lisa Kleypas
26. "...the girl longed for a love that could not be ended by death. From the time she was young, she knew that her true love was there, somewhere, living a life that would one day intersect her own. Knowing this made every day full of sweet possibility. Knowing that her true love lived and breathed and went about his day under her same sun made her fears vanish, her sorrows small, and her hopes high. Though she did not yet know his face, the color of his eyes, still she knew him better than anyone else knew him, knew his hopes and dreams, what made him laugh and cry."
Author: Martine Leavitt
27. "O night, O sweetest time, though black of hue,with peace you force all the restless work to end;those who exalt you see and understand,and he is sound of mind who honours you.You cut the thread of tired thoughts, for soyou offer calm in your moist shade; you sendto this low sphere the dreams where we ascendup to the highest, where I long to go.Shadow of death that brings to quiet closeall miseries that plague the heart and soul,for those in pain the last and best of cures;you heal the flesh of its infirmities,dry and our tears and shut away our toil,and free the good from wrath and fretting cares."
Author: Michelangelo
28. "Her kitsch was the image of home, all peace, quiet, and harmony, and ruled by a loving mother and a wise father. It was an image that took shape in her after the death of her parents. The less her life resembled the sweetest of dreams, the more sensitive she was to its magic, and more than once she shed tears when the ungrateful daughter in a sentimental film embraced the neglected father as the windows of the happy family's house shone out into the dying day."
Author: Milan Kundera
29. "My darling, My day's sweetest moments are at dawn, for I awake with dreams of you still in my head. As the light touches my lips, I can almost feel yours upon mine. I imagine your footsteps coming up the walk, but today is the same as the day before. It is only fanciful thinking. As the first beams of morning sunlight dance across my weary shoulders I cry out, "How can you be so cheery and bright with so much sorrow across our land?" I know I must be strong and face another day, but tears fill my eyes. Suddenly, a white dove lands upon my window sill. Surely this be the omen that peace is near at hand. Just like the breath of the coming Spring, this little dove now brings me new hope. God has heard our prayers and our Southland will flower again."
Author: Nancy B. Brewer
30. "She allowed the sweet thrill of hearing Mack Logan's voice, even in the background, run through her before she dismissed it as another childhood fantasy. When they'd been best friends as children, she'd had an unbounded belief in mermaids and fairies, in fairytales and nature's mysteries. She'd believed she could fly with Peter Pan, breathe underwater, walk without touching the ground. And she believed Mack Logan loved her. Reality had a way of ruining a girl's dreams."
Author: Patti Callahan Henry
31. "Poet of Nature, thou hast wept to knowThat things depart which never may return:Childhood and youth, friendship and love's first glow,Have fled like sweet dreams, leaving thee to mourn.These common woes I feel. One loss is mineWhich thou too feel'st, yet I alone deplore.Thou wert as a lone star, whose light did shineOn some frail bark in winter's midnight roar:Thou hast like to a rock-built refuge stoodAbove the blind and battling multitude:In honored poverty thy voice did weaveSongs consecrate to truth and liberty,--Deserting these, thou leavest me to grieve,Thus having been, that thou shouldst cease to be"
Author: Percy Bysshe Shelley
32. "But Grover's voice was already growing fainter. ‘Sweet dreams. Don't let me die!"
Author: Rick Riordan
33. "I like clever songs. I like songs that make people think and I try to have substance in all my records, even with 'Sweet Dreams' how it was a club record and it was up tempo, but it was melodic and it was, like, lyrical."
Author: Rico Love
34. "One generation after another falls like honeybees upon this memorable forest, rifle its sweets, pack themselves with vital memories, and when the theft is consummated depart again into life richer, but poorer also. The forest, indeed, they have possessed, from that day forward it is theirs dissolubly, and they will never return to walk in it at night in the fondest of their dreams, and use it forever in their books and pictures."
Author: Robert Louis Stevenson
35. "What sweetness lies in wait each time I bring your lips to mine, a confection so perfect that its syrup infuses my daydreams and beomes real when I close my eyes.Razi (From The Mercy of Thin Air)"
Author: Ronlyn Domingue
36. "Sleep, baby, sleepYour father tends the sheepYour mother shakes the dreamland treeAnd from it fall sweet dreams of theeSleep, baby, sleep."
Author: Rosamund Lupton
37. "Before I succumbed to the sweet lull of his voice, I made one last request. "Stay".I was asleep before he could answer, but in my dreams I heard him reply forever."
Author: S.L. Naeole
38. "You'll definitely find one or two of the maids walking about tomorrow morning with their hands over their eyes for fear they'll see the wrong man before they meet up with their sweethearts." He gestured to Gabe. "That joker there likes to ask them to pick something up, just to see if they can do it with their eyes closed. He's a devil that way.""It serves them right to be thwarted if they're foolish enough to participate in such a ridiculous superstition." Mrs. Plumtree said with a snort. "I'd never let any of my servants do it. It smacks of country ignorance.""I think it's romantic," Celia said dreamily. "You let Fate choose your mate. The stars align, and suddenly you're confronted with the man of your dreams.""Or the man of your nightmares," Maria bit out, thinking of how Fate had thrown her into Oliver's power a week ago. "Fate can be rather fickle in that respect, if you ask me. I wouldn't trust Fate with my future."Minerva eyed her over her glass of wine. "Probably a wise policy."
Author: Sabrina Jeffries
39. "Whose bells, the poor man's only music, rangFrom morn to evening, all the hot Fair-day,So sweetly, that they stirred and haunted meWith a wild pleasure, falling on mine earMost like articulate sounds of things to come!So gazed I, till the soothing things, I dreamt,Lulled me to sleep, and sleep prolonged my dreams!And so I brooded all the following morn,Awed by the stern preceptor's face, mine eyeFixed with mock study on my swimming book."
Author: Samuel Taylor Coleridge
40. "With unclosed lids, already had I dreamtOf my sweet birth-place, and the old church-tower,Whose bells, the poor man's only music, rangFrom morn to evening, all the hot Fair-day,So sweetly, that they stirred and haunted meWith a wild pleasure, falling on mine earMost like articulate sounds of things to come!So gazed I, till the soothing things, I dreamt,Lulled me to sleep, and sleep prolonged my dreams!"
Author: Samuel Taylor Coleridge
41. "See them little scales there, how they're closed up tight like window shutters? Underneath 'em are the seeds - flat little things, flimsy as a baby's figernails - with a point at one end. If a fire comes along, the heat is gonna cause those scales to peel back and drop their seeds, while the ground is still scorching hot. Then that tiny seed is gonna burrow in and take root." I was nine years old the summer Freeda and Winnalee Malone rushed across our lives like red-hot flames, peeling back the shutters that sat over our hearts and our minds, setting free our sweetest dreams and our worst nightmares."
Author: Sandra Kring
42. "I am the woman at the water's edge,offering you oranges for the peeling,knife glistening in the sun.This is the scent and tasteof my skin: citon and sweet.Touch me and your life will unfoldbefore you, easily as this skirtbillows then sinks,lapping against my legs, my toesfiltering through the rivers silt.Following the current out to sea,I am the kind of womanwho will come back to hauntyour dreams, move through yourhumid nights the way honeyswirls through a cup of hot tea"
Author: Shara McCallum
43. "Can you hear the dreams crackling like a campfire? Can you hear the dreams sweeping through the pine trees and tipis? Can you hear the dreams laughing in the sawdust? Can you hear the dreams shaking just a little bit as the day grows long? Can you hear the dreams putting on a good jacket that smells of fry bread and sweet smoke? Can you hear the dreams stay up late and talk so many stories?"
Author: Sherman Alexie
44. "Like all sweet dreams, it will be brief, but brevity makes sweetness, doesn't it?"
Author: Stephen King
45. "Deep in the meadow, under the willowa bed of grass, a soft green pillow lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyesand when again they open, the sun will rise.Hear it's safe, here it's warm hear the daisies guard you from every harm hear your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true hear is the place where i love you.Deep in the meadow, hidden far away a clock of leaves, a moonbeam rayforget your woes and let your troubles lay and when again it's morning, they'll wash away.Hear it's safe, hears its' warm hear the daises guard you from every harm Hear your dreams are sweet and tomorrow bring them true hear is the place where i love you."
Author: Suzanne Collins
46. "Voices tossed up and down the long flights of stairs, sourceless and intertwining like crickets' chorus, gentle as fingers on my hair. Night, they said, good night, sleep well. Welcome back, Lexie. Yes, welcome back. Good night. Sweet dreams."
Author: Tana French
47. "Every night is Christmas Eve on old East Main,Sailors and their sweethearts all agree.Neon signs of red and greenShine upon the friendly scene,Welcoming you in from off the sea.Santa's bag is filled with all your dreams come true:Nickel beers that sparkle like champagne,Barmaids who all love to screw,All of them reminding youIt's Christmas Eve on old East Main."
Author: Thomas Pynchon
48. "Faites de beaux rêves, monsieur," she called as she put out the light. Switters had always loved that expression, "Make fine dreams." In contrast to the English, "Have sweet dreams," the French implied that the sleeper was not a passive spectator, a captive audience, but had some control over and must accept some responsiblity for his or her dreaming. Moreover, a "fine" dream had much wider connotations than a "sweet" one."
Author: Tom Robbins
49. "Mon Amour - may we meet sweetly in thy dreams."
Author: Truth Devour
50. "She had had sweet dreams, which possibly arose from the fact that her little bed was very white."
Author: Victor Hugo

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