Quotes About Awakening

I woke to a bucket of ice water in my face. "Sadie! Get up," Zia said. "God!" I yelled. "Was that necessary?" "No," admitted Zia.

Doughboy, we need to talk." Doughboy opened his wax eyes. "Finally! You realize how stuffy it is in there? At last you've remembered that you need my brilliant guidance." "Actually we need to become a coat.

I guess once in a while we all need a wake-up call from somebody who loves us.

There was no despondency when she fell asleep that night; nor was there hope when she awoke in the morning.

one who awakens gradually out of a dream, a delicious, grotesque, impossible dream, to feel again the realities pressing into her soul

Perhaps it is better to wake up after all, even to suffer, rather than to remain a dupe to illusions all one's life.

I love you, only you; no one but you. It was you who awoke me last summer out of a life-long, stupid dream.

She reminded him of some beautiful, sleek animal waking up in the sun.

He observed his hostess attentively from under his shaggy brows, and noted a subtle change which had transformed her from the listless woman he had known into a being who, for the moment, seemed palpitant with the forces of life. Her speech was warm and energetic. There was no repression in her glance or gesture. She reminded him of some beautiful, sleek animal waking up in the sun.

It was the first kiss of her life to which her nature had really responded. It was a flaming torch that kindled desire.

Edna began to feel like one who awakens gradually out of a dream, a delicious, grotesque, impossible dream, to feel again the realities pressing into her soul. The physical need for sleep began to overtake her; the exuberance which had sustained and exalted her spirit left her helpless and yielding to the conditions which crowded her in.

The years that are gone seem like dreams--if one might go on sleeping and dreaming--but to wake up and find--oh! well! Perhaps it is better to wake up after all, even to suffer, rather than to remain a dupe to illusions all one's life.

Qualche volta al signor Pontellier veniva il dubbio che sua moglie cominciasse ad accusare qualche lieve squilibrio mentale. Vedeva chiaramente che non era più lei. O meglio, non vedeva che Edna stava diventando se stessa, e che ogni giorno si liberava di quella falsa identità che adottiamo come un abito con cui presentarci davanti al pubblico.

It happened every single day in Brooklyn: awaken to fresh glory, fall asleep to blight and ruin.

One is not struck by the truth until prompted quite accidentally by some external event.

The giant, once well buried, now stirs. When soon he rises, as surely he will, the friendly bonds between us will prove as knots young girls make with the stems of small flowers.

I have this feeling, that all it will take will be one moment, even a tiny moment, provided it's the correct one. Like a cord suddenly snapping and a thick curtain dropping to the floor to reveal a whole new world, a world full of sunlight and warmth.

The giant, once well buried, now stirs. When soon he rises

The Giant, once buried, now stirs.

The Giant, once well buried, now stirs.

Muichi Motsu: Hold nothing: If you meet Buddha, kill Buddha. If you meet the patriarchs, kill the patriarchs. Free of all, bound by nothing, you live your life simply as it is

Vechea mea viata mi se parea ca un vis- un vis in cea mai mare pate placut, lipsit de evenimente . Acum ma trezisem din ele si imi dadusem seama cine si ce eram , cu bune si cu rele. Nu exista nici o cale de a inchide ochii si a aluneca inapoi in acel fericit vis al normalului. Acesta era normalul meu acum.

I woke up in a weird mood. A good mood, which was the weird part, all things considered.

So you rescued us on your own?" Corey said. "Yes," I said. "You were saved by a girl. Horrible, isn't it?" He slid out and looked down at my bare legs. "Not just a girl, but a half-naked one. Now that's hot. If I'm still unconscious, don't wake me, okay?