#lee

All through the night, like the tumult of a river when it races between the cliffs of a canyon, in my sleep I could hear the steady roar of the passing army. ↗

— Richard Harding Davis

#between #canyon #cliffs #could #hear

A man of courage flees forward, in the midst of new things. ↗

— Jacques Maritain

#flees #forward #man #midst #new

This is not about you,” reminded the inneru. I know… thought Andy. It’s about all the people in the Land of Oomaldee. It is about the King, Mermin, Alden, Marta, Hans and everyone I’ve come to love here. “You don’t usually think about others first,” replied his inneru. Maybe this is my chance to change that. ↗

— L.R.W. Lee

#lrwlee #change

How your heart can possibly find a way to love and trust a man again proves that I've fallen in love with the bravest woman I've ever known. I know how much courage it took for you to allow me in after what your father did to you. And I swear I will spend every last breath thanking you for allowing yourself to love me. Thank you so much for loving me, Linden Sky Hope. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#colleen-hoover #courage #holder #hope #hopeless

Before he could lose courage he flung himself back and slammed his sleep-inducer to full theta. ↗

— James Tiptree Jr.

#sleep #courage

And your people tried to kill my best friend, so you'll forgive me if I'm not overly keen on learning the secret handshake." She shook her head sadly. "You should be going on dates and hanging out at the mall. Not wearing stakes on your belt." I shrugged one shoulder. "The mall sucks. ↗

— Alyxandra Harvey

#lucy #dating

Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn. ↗

— Mahatma Gandhi

#death #night #rebirth #reincarnation #sleep

Death was a friend, and sleep was Death's brother. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#sleep #death

I cried so hard after I put my cat to sleep. I guess I shouldn’t have cried so hard, because with all my sobbing, I ended up waking it up.
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— Jarod Kintz

#cry #crying #death #sleeping #sob

Every time I go to sleep, I know I may never wake up. How could anyone expect to? You drop your tiny, helpless mind into a bottomless well, crossing your fingers and hoping when you pull it out on its flimsy fishing wire it hasn't been gnawed to bones by nameless beasts below. ↗

— Isaac Marion

#hunger #sleep #death