Quotes About Surreal

The Cat She was licking The opened tin For hours and hours Without realising That she was drinking Her own blood. -spyros kyriazopoulos

up. It hit somewhere between the eighteenth and twentieth story. And never came down. There was no nineteenth story.

This is how the world ends, I think, everything crazy yet people doing normal things.

Bradley l'avait rencontrée et épousée en l'espace de quelques heures. A présent, elle dormait, dans sa maison. Tout cela n'était-il pas bizarre ?

I saw the Fall of Troy! World War Five! I was pushing boxes at the Boston Tea Party! Now I'm gonna die in a dungeon.... [disgustedly] in Cardiff!

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this occurred only once in a person's life, and then only if he was lucky. It happened the way things happen in a dream. A door opens, a person calls your name, your heart beats faster, and everything is familiar, yet you don't know where you are. You are falling, you're in a house you don't recognize and yet you want to be here, you have actually wanted to be here all of your life

He had appeared beside her because she had wanted him to. She had called him to her, and was calling him still. Even when she fell asleep, she dreamed of water, as if the world were topsy-turvy and everything she cared about had been lost in the deep. She plunged through the green waves with her eyes wide open, searching for the world as she'd known it, but that world no longer existed; everything that had once been solid was liquid now, and the birds swam alongside the fish.

I was amazed as people must be who are seized and kidnapped, and who realize that in the strange world of their captors they have a value absolutely unconnected with anything they know about themselves.

I'm with you in Rockland where you scream in a straightjacket that you're losing the game of the actual pingpong of the abyss

Life was a good dream, but now I'm awake. Only demons cling to life after their time is up.

My voice felt dead, even to me, like somebody talking in his sleep.

Sleep - death without dying - living, but not life.

Your life is a Fellini film, lacking only Anita Ekberg with a cat on her head.

It was the hour of unreality.

She and the victim seemed alone in a world of unreality, and she loved him absolutely, perhaps for half an hour.

If you've never seen an elephant ski, you've never been on acid.

he moved neither forward nor backward in time, but merely endured variations of the same day over and over. Maybe he was the one trapped underwater, under a Plexiglas floor, while the world moved on, men and women checking in and out of rooms, lugging overstuffed suitcases, the soles of their shoes passing lightly above him.

I have the craziest dreams when I'm digesting a massive amount. It feels so real, it's psychedelic.

I dreamed: I am the fish whose flesh is eaten, and because I am fat, it is good.

With 'The Big Breakfast', the only way I can describe it is you spend your life jet-lagged, because of the hours. It's so strange, it's like you're a foot behind yourself. Even when you were there, nothing seemed real.

Redd laughed. The lovely thing about being here, she said, gesturing at the maze, is that I'm able to immagine your imagination powerless. Ah, if only that were the case on the outside. But enough chitchat. If you're going to die--which you are--I'm sure you'd like to get it over with. --The Looking Glass Wars

It wasn't a dream it was a flood

May your shit come to life and kiss you on the face.