“We wake, if we ever wake at all, to mystery, rumors of death, beauty, violence...”
“Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.”
“We will all wake up semi-angels, If we wake at all.”
“If only we would wake from (these) states of oblivion with some certain sense that there was no mystery to life at all, that cruelty was purely impersonal, but we don't.”
“That day we held our hands and each other was indeed a beautiful dream. But, we all wake up in the end.”
“The sun sets and we sleep. The sun rises and we wake. We wake and, ever so briefly, ever so blindly, we enjoy the fantasy of beginning anew. Then, without fail, reality reasserts its presence.”