#mare

E Harvey, essendo tutt'altro che ottuso, cominciò ad apprezzare e a godere l'aspro coro delle onde, quando le loro creste si infrangono una dietro l'altra, in un incessante scroscio; la fretta del vento che liberava gli immensi spazi, ammassando le ombre azzurrine e purpuree delle nubi; la splendente aurora, quando il sole si leva in un'aureola di fiamma; le spirali delle nebbie mattutine e il loro lento dissolversi come muraglie che collino a una a una, sulla candida distesa; lo splendido e salmastro riverbero del meriggio; il bacio della pioggia su miglia e miglia di acqua morta e liscia; il frettoloso oscurarsi del mondo al calar della sera; l'infinito scintillare del mare sotto il chiaro di luna, quando il bompresso aguzzava, solenne, la cima verso lontane stelle, e Harvey scendeva dal cuoco per un dolce. ↗

— Joseph Rudyard Kipling

#mare #navigare #sole #courage

Must have been some kind a nightmare.” “Yeah,” I answer, my usual calm, vacant voice returning. “Can’t wait to wake up. ↗

— K.A. Tucker

#dream #k-a-tucker #nightmare #sleep #ten-tiny-breaths

He smelled like alcohol and a bad dream. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#fear #michael #nightmares #scary #dreams

Better to end this dream before it becomes a nightmare. ↗

— Rachel Cohn

#life #love #nick-norah-s-infinite-playlist #nightmare #reality-check

Imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were. But without it, we go nowhere - Carl Sagan ↗

— T.S. Garp

#dreams #magic #nightmares #poems #dreams

Most nightmares are caged in their realm by implausibilities. The sleeper slogs through quicksand in a fun house of frightening nonsense and disjointed mumbo jumbo. But everything’s all better once the bedside lamp is back on, because reality, even when it’s bad, is easily distinguished from night terror. Except for the trying-to-scream dream. That one’s pretty much spot-on. ↗

— Jamie Mason

#night-terrors #nightmares #scream #terror #dreams

It is when one begins to lose the consciousness of freedom, and when the idea of necessity enters the world at all, when there is any hurry or strain anywhere, a letter to be written or a train to catch, when you have got to work, to make the horses of the dream gallop, or to make the rifles go off, that the dream is declining, and turning into the nightmare, which belongs to the poorest and most vulgar class of dreams. ↗

— Karen Blixen

#dreams #fear #freedom #nightmares #dreams

It was a time of dark dreams. They washed in like flotsam on the night tide, slipping beneath doorways and window latches, rising through the streets and hills; and the little fishing-town of Scarlock foundered deep. ↗

— J.A. Clement

#nightmares #sea #dreams

All of this while I left lifted by a strange new medium, a strange element--I now tell you that I was newly buoyant in a brighter life. In the midst of a hymn, God had disappeared. It was like waking from a nightmare in which I'd been paralyzed. Like discovering that gravity itself had been only a bad dream. ↗

— Denis Johnson

#gravity #life #nightmare #dreams

Her world fragmented into dozens of sharp, cutting shards, shedding the salty blood and saltier tears that ringed the bitter cocktail of her despair. She was caterpillar and butterfly, both, caught in a cocoon of raw nerves and open sores; she was insanity, wrapped up in the thin, transient wrappings of a temporary lucidity; and she was afraid, because an innate desire lay in the bottom reaches of her psyche for the very poison that was killing her. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#fear #horror #insanity #loneliness #madness