#ness

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

happiness is a journey, not a destination. السعادة رحلة, وليست وجهة. ↗

— Robin S. Sharma

#dreams

No man should ever completely realize his dreams. What else would there then be to live for? ↗

— David Gemmell

#happiness #life #dreams

Weirdism is definitely the cornerstone of many an artist's career. ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#artist #artists #artists-life #arts-and-humanities #artsy

It is not the dream of what you're feeling laziness, if not, the sleep of exhaustion. ↗

— Edmundo de Amicis

#exhaustion #feeling #laziness #sleep #dreams

The bag was a hybrid I had picked up at a store called Suitcase City while I was plotting my comeback. [...] It had a logo on it -- a mountain ridgeline with the words "Suitcase City" printed across it like the Hollywood sign. Above it, skylights swept the horizon, completing the dream image of desire and hope. I think that logo was the real reason I liked the bag. Because I knew Suitcase City wasn't a store. It was a place. It was Los Angeles. ↗

— Michael Connelly

#los-angeles #restlessness #southern-california #transience #dreams

...in my dream the shadings of your soul are the dark tincture of rain... ↗

— John Geddes

#poetry #rain #sadness #soul #dreams

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

...all these things were part of the business of dreams. He had learned not to laugh at the advertisements offering to teach writing, cartooning, engineering, to add inches to the biceps and to develop the bust ↗

— Nathanael West

#capitalism #commercialization #conformity #disillusionment #self-perception

What, in all very seriousness, the hell was going on? ↗

— Jeff Lindsay

#seriousness #dreams