I feel like, I was going somehow with my life, holding myself together and then these blasts happened, and then suddenly I was paralyzed. I was not able to move, or to even hold myself intact. As if like I was fallen into this unconscious state, of e...
Everything happens at night. The world changes, the shadows grow, there's secrecy and privacy in dark places. First kiss at night, by the monkey bars and the old swings that the children and their parents have vacated; second, longer kiss, by the bik...
In comparison, young unmarried women in America were fortunate: They had a certain measure of sexual freedom. Eighteenth-century parents allowed their daughters to spend tie with suitors unsupervised, and courting couples openly engaged in "bundling,...
There are boys lying awake, hating themselves. There are boys screwing for the right reasons and boys screwing for the wrong ones. There are boys sleeping on benches and under bridges, and luckier unlucky boys sleeping in shelters, which feel like sa...
I know the difference between peace and war better than any man in my country. Why will you take by force what you may have quietly by love? Why will you destroy us who supply you with food? What can you get by war? Why are you jealous of us? We are ...
Now let me ask my countrymen, Have you ever granted a moment's thought to this very vital problem in the building of our nation ? Have you devised any practical remedies to combat this evil ? Will you, my countrymen, go on without making any intellig...
You're reaching out And no one hears you cry You're freaking out again 'Cause all your fears Remind you another dream has come undone You feel so small and lost like you're the only one You wanna scream 'cause you're Desperate You want somebody, just...
It was impossible to sleep. Anxiety stopped me from falling asleep; depression woke me up.
Day and Night The night is long: do not shorten it by sleep. The day is fair: do not darken it with wrongdoing.
I’ve been wandering around all night—I couldn’t sleep—and I kept finding myself walking here. To you.
While sleeping, we’re free to be what we really are, nothing more, nothing less.
Resting on your laurels is as dangerous as resting when you are walking in the snow. You doze off and die in your sleep.
Guess that's thirty-one pieces of silver you've got now, huh? Sleep well, Judas.
Sometimes, when you sleep with the enemy, waking up is the hardest part." ~ Muse
Sleep is a little death, dreams the whisperings of the Other, who would drag us all into his eternal night.
I wanted to tell her that sometimes, in my long sleep, I dream of her.
I wanted to find a nice quiet spot, go to sleep, and dream about kittens.
...and he had to have freedom-not even that, just to read and sleep in peace, without a uniform-sooner still.
How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
There came a time when you realized that moving on was pointless. That you took yourself with you wherever you went.
There came a time when you realised that moving on was pointless. That you took yourself with you wherever you went.
