#way

Lost, so small amid that dark, hands grown cold, body image fading down corridors of television sky. ↗

— William Gibson

#dream-state #fading #lost #slipping-away #vulnerability

Magnus stood up and went to the window. He pushed the curtain back, letting in just enough light to silhouette his hawklike profile. "Blood," he said, half to himself. "I had a dream two nights ago. I saw a city all of blood, with towers made of bone, and blood ran in the streets like water." Simon slewed his eyes over to Jace. "Is standing by the window muttering about blood something he does all the time?" "No," said Jace, "sometimes he sits on the couch and does it. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#magnus-bane #simon-lewis #dreams

If I could dream, I know I'd dream about you.I'd dream about the way you smell and how your dark hair feels like silk between my fingers. I'd dream about the smoothness of your skin and the fierceness of your lips when we kiss. Without dreams,I have to be content with my own imagination—which is almost as good. I can picture all those things perfectly. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #dreams

Film as dream, film as music. No art passes our conscience in the way film does, and goes directly to our feelings, deep down into the dark rooms of our souls. ↗

— Ingmar Bergman

#conscience #dark #deep #deep down #directly

If, as you travel, you meet None better than yourself, or equal, You should steadfastly travel alone. There's no companionship with fools. ↗

— Anonymous

#the-way #v- #equality

Recalling, some time later, what I had felt at the time, I distinguished the impression of having been held for a moment in her mouth, myself, naked, without any of the social attributes which belonged equally to her other playmates and, when she used my surname, to my parents, accessories of which her lips - by the effort she made, a little after her father's manner, to articulate the words to which she wished to give a special emphasis - had the air of stripping, of divesting me, like the skin from a fruit of which one can swallow only the pulp, while her glance, adapting itself to the same new degree of intimacy as her speech, fell on me also more directly and testified to the consciousness, the pleasure, even the gratitude that it felt by accompanying itself with a smile. ↗

— Marcel Proust

#proust #remembrance-of-things-past #swann-s-way #equality

There's a difference between thinking you can't be wrong and having no regrets. Wrongness is what occurs prior to empiricism, in hindsight a counterpart of revelation, and revelation is nothing to regret. ↗

— Criss Jami

#counterpart #discovery #empiricism #experience #failures

We cannot seek or attain health, wealth, learning, justice or kindness in general. Action is always specific, concrete, individualized, unique. ↗

— Benjamin Jowett

#always #attain #cannot #concrete #general

There is nothing a woman can't do. Men might think they do things all by themselves but a woman is always there guiding them or helping them. ↗

— Marjorie Joyner

#guiding #helping #men #might #nothing

I'm always open to the possibility that somebody's got a better idea than I have. It happens with some frequency. ↗

— William Shatner

#better #better idea #frequency #got #happens