Quotes About Surreal

A man walks into a bar and says: Take my wife–please. But you take him instead.

Sometimes you wake up from a dream. Sometimes you wake up in a dream. And sometimes, every once in a while, you wake up in someone else's dream.

Oh, God. I'm trapped in the fucking Chronicles of Narnia." "I'm sure that would be an amusing reference, if I understood it.

she seemed too beautiful and too ethereal to be part of this dreary landscape.

I think I got off on the wrong planet. Beam me up Scotty, there's no rational life here.

We're asleep yet not asleep. We are thinking a strange thought, Thinking we are to be slaughtered, That cranberry branches are burning, That cauldrons are steaming, That steel knives are being sharpened.

I don't go to school, I don't have parents, I came from the sea to be your husband.

There will be no floating waway. There will be no other reality tonight.

Nothing came out. Suddenly I was hovering, looking down on myself from above.

I was standing in a line, balanced between reality and the ever-after. I could go either way. I wasn't his yet. "One day a week," I said, knees wobbling. "I give you Newt's mark, you give me my name," Al said, then wiggled his fingers as if he needed me to take them to finish the deal. I reached for it, and at the last moment, Al's glove melted away, and I found myself gripping his hand.

Join us next time for Days of the Undead when Rachel learns her long lost brother is really a crown prince from outer space. My life was so screwed up.

Hikes in the winter forest, so surreal—Emerson knew about them. He had seen the woods at twilight. "Never was a more brilliant show of colored landscape than yesterday afternoon; incredibly excellent topaz and ruby at four o'clock; cold and shabby at six.

I find L.A. kind of romantic, actually. As a movie junkie, it's a city that was built by the movies. There's something really weird and surreal about it that I find energizing.

Of course. Please, sit. Do you want a cupcake?" The entire evening suddenly felt surreal. I was drunk off my ass, offering a djinn a cupcake.

Picture this: a human finger, cut from its body, its hand...a separate human finger, running hopping along, all hunched over, on a glass sidewalk. I am that finger.

Now I no longer live in our clear, rational world; I live in the ancient nightmare world, the world of square roots of minus one.

Sim, ele dormia, acordava, e as vezes, até fazia suas refeições ali dentro. Nesse estranho quarto sem janelas, esse quarto onde os ventos jamais sopravam e as árvores jamais rumorejavam, um quarto com ares de caixão, a tumba onde ele foi enterrado vivo. Ele escolhera viver em um caixão mesmo antes de ter sido assassinado. Um quarto de prazeres e de morte, envolto no perfume duradouro de mulher e o odor de seu próprio corpo.

I will steal your dreams tonight. Dark

You are so high in the tree. If you jump you will live a full life while falling. You will get married to a hummingbird and raise beautiful part- hummingbirds. You will die of cancer in mid-air. I will not lie. It will be painful. You are a brave little boy or girl.

She wanted to escape from a reality that was so rational it was a little bit mad.

Reality, it is true, has a lot to answer for, so on the whole we make sure we don't live there. We cannot control reality, but we can control our fantasies. Except our fantasies don't exist; so we're not really controlling anything at all. But the illusion of control is deeply reassuring. And the price we pay for this reassurance is unimaginable.

This motion is something out of Alice in Wonderland !

I'm sorry, I don't know what any of you want, or why guns and knives are being waved around, or why the girl has just been taken hostage, but everyone seems to be acting like having a TALKING SKELETON in the room is perfectly normal. And you, where are your eyes? How can you see? How come the only people with eyes in this room are me and her?

I woke up, a bag of bones. Literally. They had gathered up my bones and put them in a bag and thrown the bag into a river.