Quote by Alice Clayton Download Open image ““Dream Caroline and Dream Simon were some naughty kids.”” — Alice Clayton ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.0 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“When I was born it was Simon who they'd put once more into his arms, the dream of a child he could mold in… — Phillipe Grimbert Copy Share Image
“You’re my dream girl, remember?” he teases back. “How could I forget?” I sigh dramatically. “It’s not every day a boy tells you that… — Maggi Myers Copy Share Image
“Children played at those stories; they dreamed about them. They took them to heart and acted as if to live inside them.” — Gregory Maguire Copy Share Image
“Like many children I had an intense dream life. Dreams were an amazing theater of the mind featuring both glorious adventures and moments of… — Robert Waggoner Copy Share Image
“His child. His child with Caroline. Their child. After the things he’d said to her this morning, this would likely be their only child. Would it be a little bespectacled boy who wore his clothes haphazardly and followed his papa around holding a magnifying glass in one hand and notebook in the other? Or would it be a beautiful, dark-haired,… — Rose Gordon Copy Share
“Dreams are like children. They want for attention if they are to flourish.” — J.D. Goff Copy Share Image
“But still we rode; rode that ferry for the lies and the dreams we didn't want to die because we were kids, and kids… — S.L. Naeole Copy Share Image
“Wait, I thought I was your dream guy,' Peter says. Not to me, to Kitty. He knows he's not my dream guy. My dream… — Jenny Han Copy Share Image
“The dream too thinks twice, gets filtered to go soft to be seated on children's eyes.” — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“Don't ditch your childhood dreams just because you dreamt them up as a child.” — Carrie Hope Fletcher Copy Share Image
Can you imagine Simon as a kid? His imaginary friends probably never wanted to play with him. — Paula Abdul Copy Share Image
“Think I even noticed that I had a forehead full of sofa? Hell no, I had a Wallbanger kneeling between my legs.” — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“But when you go weeks without that same 190 pounds in your bed, the truth is, it felt kind of nice to sleep underneath… — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“Stop it. If you say sorry one more time I'm gonna go find something of yours and pee on it, I swear.” — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“Can I get you anything? Water? Tea? Anything?” I turned to face him, as he stepped inside. “No water, no tea, but there is one thing I’d like before I go to sleep,” I purred, taking a few steps his way. “What’s that?” “Goodnight kiss?” His eyes darkened. “Oh, hell, is that all? That I can do.” He closed the… — Alice Clayton Copy Share
“I turned to kiss his fingertips. He stared into my eyes again, those sex sapphires doing their voodoo that made me a puddle of… — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“I will play Truth or Dare, you sucker, until you can't tell your truth from your dare. -CAROLINE” — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“My shirt bunched up around my waist, and the feeling of his hi-there against my hoohah was indescribable.” — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“I got into Jillian's Mercedes and drove back across the bridge to wait for my art installation. Which never showed up. Hey, art installation?… — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“Looking back now, how fucking stupid was I not to see what was going on? But when you were in it, you didn’t know it, and when your life had finally started to happen, it didn’t matter what else you were giving up for that life. It only mattered that you were special—to someone—and that you were very lucky indeed… — Alice Clayton Copy Share
“Huh. Fancy meeting you here," I teased. "I recall telling you that I had a meeting with Holly this morning. Coincidence?" "Sheridan, that's rubbish. Are you insinuating that I only came here in the hopes of running into you? I happen to have had an appointment as well," he taunted. "That's crap, you stalker," I deadpanned, moving in closer to… — Alice Clayton Copy Share
“Why the hell do you love me so much? Seriously, I am fucked up and nuts,” I said into his chest, still wet from… — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“I started to roll my eyes, but that hurt. The right one was pressed so firmly against the peephole, you see.” — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
