Quotes About Nightmare

Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold.

Sleeping is much safer than the nightmare I'm living. When I sleep I feel nothing and I do nothing and I see nothing and nothing matters and no one cares. There's no one to hurt or disappoint or notice when I'm low and I don't need to face anyone not anyone in the world or not even myself.

These were the red hours of the conflict, hours no man who survived them would forget, even in his sleep, forever after. Fighting thus at arm's length across that parapet, they were caught up in a waking nightmare, although they were mercifully spared the knowledge, at the outset, that it was to last for another sixteen unrelenting hours.

I figured any nightmare would be better than my reality.

Desi, Desi, Desi what am I going to do with you? (Kyrian) Don't you dare take that flippant tone with me! (Desiderius) Why ever not? (Kyrian) Because I am not some scared little Daimon to run cringing from you. I am your worst nightmare. (Desiderius) Must you resort to cliches? C'mon, Desidisastrous, couldn't you think of anything more original than that B-movie dialogue staple? (Kyrian)

You better, Artemis. Because if you don't get him under control, the world is going to become the very thing that makes you wake up screaming at night. (Acheron)

No. He's the personification of human fear. (Leta) Oh, goody. Just what I wanted to add to my dream. Should we invite him over for tea? (Aiden)

Life is never the fairy tale they sold us on when we were kids. More often, it's the nightmare we can never wake from. What they don't tell us when we're little is that the trick is to find the one who will be there in the middle of the night to hold us when we're screaming and tell us that it'll be all right. The one who doesn't shirk or run from our nightmares, but who holds us through them and makes sure we never face them alone.

My kids are my life and the thought of someone taking them away from me is my worst nightmare.

In a life where waking hours are draped in the costume of horrid nightmare, where reality has suddenly become questionable, it's easy to be scared by dreams.

My life's dream has been a perpetual nightmare.

The title of my book is 'American Histories,' plural. And as far as I'm concerned, my reading of history is it is a sort of nightmare. It is a sort of nightmare, and I'm trying to wake up from it. And as any nightmare, it's full of much that is unspeakable.

Evanlyn opened her mouth to scream. But the horror of the moment froze the sound in her throat and she crouched, openmouthed, as death approached her. It was odd, she thought, that they had dragged her here, left her overnight and then decided to kill her. It seem such a pointless way to die.

Supposing A sinister spacecraft came down on the field, And a hatch in the saucer slid back and revealed - A nightmare of Martians, all grey and green streaks, And they each had three legs and three eyes and three beaks! ... Eric Finney

Well, while you were in the bathroom, I sat down at this picnic table here in Bumblefug, Kentucky, and noticed that someone had carved that GOD HATES FAG, which, aside from being a grammatical nightmare, is absolutely ridiculous. So I'm changing it to 'God Hates Baguettes.' It's tough to disagree with that. Everybody hates baguettes.

Death row is a nightmare to serial killers and ax murderers. For an innocent man, it's a life of mental torture that the human spirit is not equipped to survive.

A nightmare is something you awaken from, Peter," she had said. "But thoughts and ideas that remain after its terrors have disappeared are something considerably worse.

Una pesadilla es algo de lo que puedes despertar...pero los pensamientos y las ideas que permanecen después de que tus terrores hayan desaparecido son algo bastante peor.

Lo que nos amenaza de verdad y cuesta más de combatir es algo que procede de nuestro interior. El impacto y el dolor de una pesadilla pueden ser mucho mayores que el de un puñetazo. Asimismo, a veces lo que duele no es tanto ese puñetazo como la emoción tras él...

It was an endless, consuming nightmare that she escaped only in madness. And then the escape was not complete. Part of her knew, always.

I heard how people sounded when their dreams were shattered, when their lives were turned into a waking nightmare.

It was Lenin, not Stalin, who turned his utopian dream of a new Communist global order into a living nightmare.

We both wondered whether these contradictions that one can't avoid if one begins to think of time and space may not really be proofs that the whole of life is a dream, and the moon and stars bits of nightmare.

My own voice chokes in my throat. I am still in a dream. Not a dream, a nightmare. A nightmare where you scream but can't make a sound. A nightmare where you think you're awake but you're unable to open your eyes or move a muscle. Where you're completely paralyzed.