I had a dream about you last night.. You were balancing ten tiny footballs on your nose while dancing with a turquoise unicorn.
I had a dream about you last night.. You thought you were a candy vampire, you were standing in the sun screaming 'I'm melting.
I had a dream about you last night. We were plug sockets in the bedroom. We saw only a short part of their day, but we knew everything of it.
I had a dream about you last night... Well I say dream I mean nightmare... you were a Yankee fan.
I had a dream about you last night... You replaced all the people in your life with kittens. It felt more like a prediction of the future.
Spring drew on...and a greenness grew over those brown beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that Hope traversed them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps.
The mind is satisfied with phrased, but not the body, the body is more fastidious, it wants muscles. A body always tells the truth, that's why it's usually depressing and disgusting to look at.
The scarf could go on and on and on and on, and it could be the harlot-red banner of shame that wrapped him up and kept him warm when the nights grew lonely and cold.
What man art thou that, thus bescreened in night, So stumblest on my counsel? *Who are you? Why do you hide in the darkness and listen to my private thoughts?*
turn him into stars and form a constellation in his image. His face will make the heavens so beautiful that the world will fall in love with the night and forget about the garish sun.
Does he know you’re with me? Does he know about me? Does he know we fuck each other in our dreams every night? ~ Ripp Collins
I think piracy is a bit like drinking. You want to stay out all night doing it, you pay the price the next day.
Fantastic fortune thou deceitful light, That cheats the weary traveler by night, Though on a precipice each step you tread, I am resolved to follow where you lead.
I want to kiss you. I want to so badly I can barely think of anything else. When you enter a room it’s my only thought, and it torments me night and day.
And at that moment, Thibaut knew he was a murderer. He had murdered his brother that night; he had taken away his brother's soul.
I had a lot of nights alone,” Kelly said. Nick raised his head, and their noses brushed. Kelly’s breath was warm against his lips. “I called your name every damn time.
Balm of the summer night, balm of the ordinary, imperial joy and sorrow of human existence, the dreamed as well as the lived— what could be dearer than this, given the closeness of death?
On the day the world is blown up, the playwright whose show opened the night before will be leafing past the news section of the to find his review--as he ascends through the stratosphere, oblivious.
I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
This was a townscape raised in the teeth of cold winds from the east; a city of winding cobbled streets and haughty pillars; a city of dark nights and candlelight, and intellect.
... and all we knew about her that we didn't know the night before was that she had eyes like pansies and skin like the moon.
