#phantom

He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone. ↗

— Antonio Porchia

#does #fill #his #phantoms #remains

My first two records were more energetic; Phantom Moon is subtle, quiet; so these various reactions are just something I expected. ↗

— Duncan Sheik

#expected #first #i #just #moon

I see the state of all of us who live, nothing more than phantoms or a weightless shadow. ↗

— Sophocles

#i see #live #more #nothing #phantoms

Floating, falling, sweet intoxication. Touch me, trust me, savor each sensation. Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in to the power of the music of the night. ↗

— Charles Hart

#music #opera #phantom-of-the-opera #dreams

When you trust and you lose— it is because you were wrong to trust and what you believed was merely a phantom. But when you doubt and you lose— it is because in your wanting so much not to be wrong, you lost something that was entirely beautiful for you. More is lost, in the end, by those who doubt. I would rather lose the phantom. ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#phantoms #the-truth-about-trust #the-truth-will-set-you-free #trust #why-doubt-hurts

Close your eyes and let music set you free. ↗

— Charles Hart

#music

There comes a stage at which a man would rather die cleanly by a bullet than by the unknown terror of the phantom in the forest. ↗

— Tahir Shah

#fear #forest #jungle #phantom #terror

In another world,' he said, lowering his voice; I remember... was it not in another world, in a life which was not in thrall to sleep and its phantoms?... ↗

— Charles Nodier

#phantoms #sleep #dreams

…it’s not just learning that’s important. It’s learning what to do with what you learn and learning why you learn things that matters. ↗

— Norton Juster

#learning #phantom-tollbooth #education

Where are you going?" "You should go down and have supper. I'll take my lodging somewhere else." "But you can't leave me alone here. You're my husband." "They've no room for me!" "Then we both go!" She walked past Erik to open door and gently pressed it shut with her palms. He didn't resist. She recognized his anger, she could see it in his scowl. Even though the mask covered his face, she knew the contours of his flesh and knew his brows were knit and heavy above his eyes. She knew because he wouldn't look at her lest his anger spill out and slam against her like the back of his hand. How fragile his control! A battle rage inside him to pacify this darkness, to keep it from swallowing them both alive. ↗

— Sadie Montgomery

#meghaniry #phantom-of-the-opera #anger