“Ill show you a Sweet dream”
“I must be dreaming. Bring that sweet ass over here and I'll show you what God made women and well-hung Scotsmen for.”
“Mental illness doesn't choose the most talented or the smartest or the richest or the poorest. It shows no mercy and often arrives like an unexpected storm, dropping an endless downpour on young dreams.”
“If you want sweet dreams, you've got to live a sweet life.”
“Anarchism? You bet your sweet betsy. The only cure for the ills of democracy is more democracy. Much more.”
“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”