#ken

And it only hurts when I'm breathing My heart only breaks when it's beating My dreams only die when I'm dreaming So, I hold my breath--to forget ↗

— Shania Twain

#if-only-hurts-when-i-m-breathing #lyrics #dreams

Sometimes I cry in my dreams, and I wake up because my pillow is sopping wet. Was I sobbing in my sleep? Hardly. But I was drooling.
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— Jarod Kintz

#crying #dream #dreams #drool #drooling

In every human heart is a place where you put all your broken dreams. When something doesn't work out, no matter what it may be, you just have to give it up and stuff it in with your broken dreams. And make sure you keep the lid on tight. ↗

— Sayo Masuda

#dreams #heart #human #dreams

I was terrified as only grown men and women can be when they wake in the middle of the night and begin to realize, in the absolute silence and solitude all around them, that it is not only their dream that has woken them, that it is their whole way of life. ↗

— M. Ageyev

#dreams #realizations #dreams

Show me your dreams. Let me make them come true. ↗

— Elizabeth Lowell

#carla-and-luke #fire-and-rain #lowell #mackenzie #dreams

Even if you have not awakened, if you realize that your perceptions and activities are all like dreams and you view them with detachment, not giving rise to grasping and rejecting discrimination, then this is virtually tantamount to awakening from the dream. ↗

— Muso Kokushi

#enlightenment #perception #dreams

There were days when she was very happy without knowing why. She was happy to be alive and breathing, when her whole being seemed to be one with the sunlight, the color, the odors, the luxuriant warmth of some perfect Southern day. She liked then to wander alone into strange and unfamiliar places. She discovered many a sunny, sleepy corner, fashioned to dream in. And she found it good to dream and to be alone and unmolested. There were days when she was unhappy, she did not know why—when it did not seem worth while to be glad or sorry, to be alive or dead; when life appeared to her like a grotesque pandemonium and humanity like worms struggling blindly toward inevitable annihilation. ↗

— Kate Chopin

#the-awakening #dreams

We all woke up this morning and we had with it the amazing return of our conscious mind. We recovered minds with a complete sense of self and a complete sense of our own existence — yet we hardly ever pause to consider this wonder. ↗

— António R. Damásio

#consciousness #dreams #sleep #dreams

How dare you - " "How dare I offer you more than you could've ever dreamed?" "How dare you waltz in here and presume - " "Presume to prescribe a future with hope and promise?" I shut my mouth abruptly, glaring at him. Then, "Are you quite finished?" "Are you?" he asked. "I am a free woman, Mr.Kensington. Grown. I can do as I wish.I may be blood kin to you, but I am not your employee." My eyes cut to Mama, but hers remained on the barn. "Regardless, you shall do as I say." I let out a sputtering, exasperated laugh. "And if I do not?" He traced the edge of his chipped china saucer. "That would be ill advised. ↗

— Lisa Tawn Bergren

#dreams

I don’t reply. Surely Tucker wouldn’t bring someone back to a room knowing that I’ll be in the bed too, first shot. He wouldn’t do anything with her after last night, this morning and this afternoon, second shot. Although he is all over her and has been since we got here, third shot. Maybe I didn’t drop my knickers quick enough, fourth shot. He’s probably laughing at me for everything I told him about the dream and stuff I wince and slam the now empty jager bomb glass down. ↗

— R.S. Burnett

#hurting #dreams