#lines

She had never before minded being alone. Now she dreaded it. When she was alone now she felt so dreadfully alone. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#loneliness #dreams

I remember a friend many years ago who had taped a sign to his refrigerator: There's a dream dreaming us. If you try to think about what that means it makes your mind silly, but that silliness is good. ↗

— Natalie Goldberg

#inception #silliness #dreams

I have outlasted all desire, My dreams and I have grown apart; My grief alone is left entire, The gleamings of an empty heart. The storms of ruthless dispensation Have struck my flowery garland numb, I live in lonely desolation And wonder when my end will come. Thus on a naked tree-limb, blasted By tardy winter's whistling chill, A single leaf which has outlasted Its season will be trembling still. ↗

— Alexander Pushkin

#desire #dreams #grief #heart #lonliness

We can't underestimate the value of silence. We need to create ourselves, need to spend time alone. If you don't, you risk not knowing yourself and not realizing your dreams. ↗

— Jewel

#introverts #loneliness #silence #dreams

She almost never said his name. Because it made the dreams too real. Because it made the loneliness too tangible when she woke up. ↗

— Dianna Hardy

#dreams-quotes #loneliness #loneliness-quotes #dreams

One will hate you for taking his life, another will run to excesses that you scorn. A third will emerge mad and raving, another a monster you cannot control. One will be jealous of your superiority, another shut you out... And the veil will always come down between you Make a legion, you will be, always and forever alone! ↗

— Anne Rice

#anne-rice #armand #hate #lestat #lestat-de-lioncourt

I won,” said Chelsea’s dad, and went to give Chelsea a high-five, but missed, as they were standing too close. “My fault,” he said. “That was my fault.” “Oh,” Chelsea said. And he stepped back a little and tried again, but Chelsea, distracted now by something—maybe the plant in the far corner, standing and waiting like a person in a dream; or maybe the green shoe or some other thing that was out there and longing, to be looked at, and taken—wasn’t ready, and their hands, his then hers, passed through the air in a kind of wave, a little goodbye. ↗

— Tao Lin

#daughters #loneliness #dreams

He’s like a hero come back from the war, a poor maimed bastard living out the reality of his dreams. Wherever he sits himself the chair collapses; whatever door he enters the room is empty: whatever he puts in his mouth leaves a bad taste. Everything is just the same as it was before; the elements are unchanged, the dream is no different than the reality. Only, between the time he went to sleep and the time he woke up, his body was stolen. ↗

— Henry Miller

#loneliness #nothingness #soldier #soul #dreams

Throwing herself into learning helped Miri ignore the painful chill of solitude around her. ↗

— Shannon Hale

#learning #loneliness #school #education

History is important because it teaches us about past. And by learning about the past, ypu come to understand the present, so that you may make educated decisions about the future. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#young-adult #education