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But even them, my pains, I understand ill. That must come from my not being all pain and nothing else. There's the rub. Then they recede, or I, till they fill me with amaze and wonder, seen from a better planet. Not often, but I ask no more. Catch-cony life! To be nothing but pain, how that would simplify matters! Omnidolent! Impious dream.


Samuel Beckett


#self #dreams

The gods, so says the old superstition, do not like to behold too happy mortals. It is certain, at least, that some human beings do not.


L.M. Montgomery


#l-m-montgomery #dreams

For too long a time--for half a century, in fact--psychiatry tried to interpret the human mind merely as a mechanism, and consequently the therapy of mental disease merely in terms of technique. I believe this dream has been dreamt out. What now begins to loom on the horizon is not psychologized medicine but rather those of human psychiatry.


Viktor E. Frankl


#merely-a-mechanism #psychiatry #dreams

ماذا لو كنتَ طائرا أزرقا هل كنتُ سأحبك أكثر؟


لطيفة الحاج


#poetry #dreams

أنت القمر للكوكب الآخر الذي اسمه أنا


لطيفة الحاج


#poetry #dreams

No one could say the stories were useless for as the tongue clacked five or forty fingers stitched corn was grated from the husk pathwork was pieced or the darning was done... (from 'The Storyteller Poems')


Liz Lochhead


#poetry #stories #story #dreams

This dream is still going on. It wont`t quit. Time keeps passing, with or without me. I`ve stopped inside, but the outside of me refuses to recognize that everything has gone wrong.


Paula D. Arcy


#dreams

Love is a journey from the first blush of physical attraction to a marriage of souls.


Virginia Henley in DREAM LOVER


#dreams

I want to stay," and then, more weakly, "Need some more sun." A fly from a batch of seaweed lands on a white, bony thigh. She doesn't slap at it. It doesn't go away. "But there's no sun, dude." I tell her. I start to walk away. So what, I mutter under my breath. When she wants to come in, she will. Imagine a blind person dreaming. I head back up toward the house. Wonder if Griffin will stick around, if Mona made reservations for dinner, if Spin will call back. "I know what the word dead means," I whisper to myself as softly as I can because it sounds like an omen.


Bret Easton Ellis


#death

The white saucer like some full moon descends At last from the clouds of the table above; She sighs and dreams and thrills and glows, Transfigured with love. She nestles over the shining rim, Buries her chin in the creamy sea; Her tail hangs loose; each drowsy paw Is doubled under each bending knee. A long, dim ecstasy holds her life; Her world is an infinite shapeless white, Till her tongue has curled the last holy drop, Then she sinks back into the night, Draws and dips her body to heap Her sleepy nerves in the great arm-chair, Lies defeated and buried deep Three or four hours unconscious there.


Harold Monro


#milk #dreams






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