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dream thinking-of-you song
My dream artist to play at prom would be Frank Ocean. 'Thinking Of You' is one of my favorite songs. He makes really sweet music for slow dancing at prom. Bella Thorne
dream happiness lived today tomorrow vision yesterday
Yesterday is but a dream, and tomorrow is only a vision, but today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness and every tomorrow a vision of hope. Source Unknown
dream fashion spring
I was thinking recently, If the body really is the new dress, as some are saying - with women buying boobs, butts, faces - then who needs a dressmaker? So I started designing spring like a plastic surgeon - everything stretchy and nude. But after three weeks, I was so bored with myself and the world, I began adding diamond butterflies and chiffon and colors. I realized that fashion is not about second skin. It's not the perfect white shirt or camel jacket. What women need is a dream. Alber Elbaz
dream struggle rain
But in order to speak about all and to all, one has to speak of what all know and of the reality common to us all. The seas, rains, necessity, desire, the struggle against death--these are things that unite us all. We resemble one another in what we see together, in what we suffer together. Dreams change from individual, but the reality of the world is common to us all. Striving towards realism is therefore legitimate, for it is basically related to the artistic adventure. Albert Camus
dream taken men
In this respect, our townsfolk were like everybody else, wrapped up in themselves; in other words, they were humanists: they disbelieved in pestilences. A pestilence isn't a thing made to man's measure; therefore we tell ourselves that pestilence is a mere bogy of the mind, a bad dream that will pass away. But it doesn't always pass away and, from one bad dream to another, it is men who pass away, and the humanists first of all, because they have taken no precautions. Albert Camus
dream
We must learn how to lend ourselves to dreaming when dreams lend themselves to us. Albert Camus
dream fighting world
We are rebels for a cause, poets with a dream , and we won't let this world die without a fight. Albert Camus
dream people elsewhere
I like people who dream or talk to themselves interminably; I like them, for they are double. They are here and elsewhere. Albert Camus
dream revenge reality
The damnable frustration of revenge. Revenge is for dreams...never for reality. Alfred Bester
stars heart order
Love binds people too, in matrimony's sacred bonds where chaste lovers are met, and friends cement their trust and friendship. How happy is mankind, if the love that orders the stars above rules, too, in your hearts. Boethius
stars thinking
I think it's a gift to become a star, to become a celebrity. Amy Smart
stars night clouds
The clouds were disappearing rapidly, leaving the stars to die. The night dried up. Andre Breton
stars wish literature
It is with fine sentiments that bad literature is made. Descend to the bottom of the well if you wish to see the stars. Andre Gide
stars reality careers
I do save a lot. I'm a reality TV star but at the end of the day I know you have to save. With my career it can sometimes be over in an instant and that's why I've always saved. Amy Childs
stars love-is years
Love is like light and there are two kinds, the bursting fireworks of the moment and the solid, fixed stars that sometimes become obscured in the heavens, but are always there, year after year, for a lifetime. Ann Rinaldi
stars hands world
In feature film world I'm very much...a hired hand. It's a world of Tom Cruise, Julia Roberts, Mel Gibson - they're able to produce and to star and it's, that's not my world. Angela Bassett
stars careers risk
Not taboo - it's just that straight actors still risk their careers commercially and economically. They have to please the crowd - they're movie stars; their image is their industry. It goes beyond acting. Ang Lee
stars eye men
We find it hard to picture to ourselves the state of mind of a man of older days who firmly believed that the Earth was the centre of the Universe, and that all the heavenly bodies revolved around it. He could feel beneath his feet the writhings of the damned amid the flames; very likely he had seen with his own eyes and smelt with his own nostrils the sulphurous fumes of Hell escaping from some fissure in the rocks. Looking upwards, he beheld ... the incorruptible firmament, wherein the stars hung like so many lamps. Anatole France
grateful hate
I'm grateful he's here, and I hate to see him go back. Terri Martin