#nightmare

A nightmare might force you awakened. The tough life might force you awakened. ↗

— Toba Beta

#nightmares #tough #life

Now I think I understand how this world can overcome a man. ↗

— James Sullivan

#fiction #james #james-sullivan #music #nightmare

I'd still thought that everything I thought about that night-the shame, the fear-would fade in time. But that hadn't happened. Instead, the things that I remembered, these little details, seemed to grow stronger, to the point where I could feel their weight in my chest. Nothing, however stuck with me more than the memory of stepping into that dark room and what I found there, and how the light then took that nightmare and made it real. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#fear #memory #nightmare #pain #rape

I didn't lose my virginity until I was 18 The first time was a nightmare. Who shows you how to use a condom? ↗

— Adam Ant

#first #first time #how #i #lose

Quite often you want to tell somebody your dream, your nightmare. Well, nobody wants to hear about someone else's dream, good or bad; nobody wants to walk around with it. The writer is always tricking the reader into listening to the dream. ↗

— Joan Didion

#always #around #bad #dream #else

I never really got nightmares from movies. In fact, I recall my father saying when I was three years old that I would be scared, but I never was. ↗

— Tim Burton

#father #got #i #in fact #movies

She disliked him more for having mastered her inner will. How dared he say that he would love her still, even though she shook him off with contempt? She wished she had spoken more - stronger. Sharp, decisive speeches came thronging to her mind, now that it was too late to utter them. The deep impression made by the interview was like that of a horror in a dream; that will not leave the room although we waken up, and rub our eyes, and force a stiff rigid smile upon our lips. It is there - there, cowering and gibbering, with fixed ghastly eyes, in some corner of the chamber, listening to hear whether we dare to breathe of its presence to anyone. And we dare not; poor cowards that we are! ↗

— Elizabeth Gaskell

#nightmares #unrequited-love #dreams

That done, I sank into an uneasy sleep wherein I dreamed of an assembly line of pale, bloodless girls walking down an endless dark street and moaning softly for help. Somewhere, toward the edge of my inner vision, a shadowy figure pursued them with long, beckoning arms. Goddamn booze! Somewhere in the midst of this ghoulish girl parade Cairncross materialized and hung a garland of garlic around my neck, glaring at me with his good eye and intoning, 'Go and sin no more.' Vincenzo appeared at Cairncross' side and together they laughed insanely, then vanished in a puff of sulphurous smoke. I made several high-minded resolutions, muttered half-heard but sincere-sounding prayers to all the recently deposed saints, thrashed and rolled clean off the bed. I might just as well have stayed up. ↗

— Jeff Rice

#kolchak #nightmare #vampire #dreams

I think it'd be a real nightmare to put a record out and sell 20 million copies and then that's it. ↗

— Lenny Kravitz

#i #i think #million #nightmare #out

Those nations of artists, finding their own individualism, and kind of standing against the world: to me that's the ultimate nightmare. I want to get lost and diffused in the world. ↗

— Robert Wyatt

#artists #diffused #finding #get #i