Quotes About Nightmare

It was any outcast's nightmare. If I looked carefully, I suspected I might find it beneath the black paint of the small acrylic by the window.

Harder than waking from a nightmare was trying to wake herself into one.

Our society's drive for the "Great American Dream" has become a nightmare! It keeps many potential moral supporters lulled in a stupor of spiritual inactivity.

I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.

A European war! Millions of lives! Often I had been astonished by my friend's amazing powers, but never had I seen him infer so much on the basis of so little. And, great heavens, what if it should prove true? I do not know how Freud passed that night, but my dreams surpassed my waking fears. The gay and colourful city of Johann Strauss was no longer revolving to the stately strains of his waltzes, but swirling to the shriek of a terrible nightmare.

More and more now she could tell the difference between what was real and what was a mix of memory and nightmare; more and more she felt sure that if she spoke she would be speaking to the living, not ghosts.

Yeah, Jade was chasing me in a fancy limo—it was like a nightmare

Modern man likes to pretend that his thinking is wide-awake. But this wide-awake thinking has led us into the mazes of a nightmare in which the torture chambers are endlessly repeated in the mirrors of reason.

That faint and distant sound of hammering was like a miracle, stripping me of every militaristic illusion. Never again would I become intoxicated by that nightmare with its so-called pathos and glory.

Bosnia is under my skin. It's the place you cannot leave behind. I was obsessed by the nightmare of it all there was this sense of guilt, and an anger that has become something much deeper over these last years.

Almost like being in the nightmare, that same feverish blur of the world slipping off its axis, but this time he was the one in control, this time he was the nightmare.

Conor blinked. Then blinked again. "You're going to tell me stories?" Indeed, the monster said. "Well–" Conor looked around in disbelief. "How is that a nightmare?" Stories are the wildest things of all, the monster rumbled. Stories chase and bite and hunt.

The nightmare feeling was rising in him, turning everything seem heavy and impossible, like he'd been asked to lift a mountain with his bare hands and no one would let him leave until he did.

What happened in the nightmare was something no one else ever needed to know. Conor

He could feel his throat choking again and his eyes watering. It wasn't the drowning of the nightmare, though. It was simpler, clearer. Still just as hard.

His face was frozen in a grimace, as if he had woken from a bad dream only to find that he had not been asleep at all.

The nightmare is the ultimate - and therefore impossible - wish fulfilment that tries to take gratification to the point of no return

I looked at Tarbox and saw he was a dangerous and ugly man. It was as if he had been born in someone's nightmare, then kicked his way out of their head.

It's no life, Paula. It's a living nightmare.

I'm not saying that love always takes you to heaven. Your life can become a nightmare. But that said, it is worth taking the risk.

The nightmare of Trump is not that he doesn't care what people think; it's that he desperately cares what people think.

THE DEMON INSIDE.A book that will take you to one of the scariest places on earth. Your imagination.

I had a dream, and it frightened me; while in my bed, the images and visions in my mind alarmed me.