“My love is hopeless! I know it. But it will feed me to my dying day.”
William J. Locke (1863–1930) British writer
The Joyous Adventures of Aristide Pujol (1912), p. 103.
Source: Longing
“My love is hopeless! I know it. But it will feed me to my dying day.”
William J. Locke (1863–1930) British writer
The Joyous Adventures of Aristide Pujol (1912), p. 103.
“I don't dream at night, I dream at day, I dream all day; I'm dreaming for living.”
Steven Spielberg (1946) American film director, screenwriter, producer, video game designer, and studio entrepreneur
“All days are nights to see till I see thee,
And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.”
William Shakespeare book Shakespeare's Sonnets
Source: Shakespeare's Sonnets
Nicholas Sparks book Nights in Rodanthe
Paul Flanner, Chapter 16, p. 188
Source: 2000s, Nights in Rodanthe (2002)
Li Yu (Southern Tang) (937–978) ruler of the Southern Tang Kingdom in ancient China
《望江南》 ("Immeasurable Pain"), as translated by Arthur Waley in The Temple (1923), p. 144
“I’d ruin any day, all my days, for those long nights with you, and I did.”
Daniel Handler book Why We Broke Up
Source: Why We Broke Up
“It may be years until the day
My dreams will match up with my pay.”
Leslie Feist (1976) Canadian musician
"Mushaboom"
Let It Die (2004)
John Perry Barlow (1947–2018) American poet and essayist
"Estimated Prophet" on the Grateful Dead album Terrapin Station (1977); lyrics by Barlow http://artsites.ucsc.edu/GDead/agdl/estimate.html, music by Bob Weir · Grateful Dead performance at Capitol Theatre, Passaic, NJ (27 April 1977) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-WAK2vihBdw · JFK Stadium, Philadelphia, PA (7 July 1989) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CR5iB3ITGIU <br class="br">Context: p>My time coming, any day, don't worry about me, no<br>Been so long I felt this way, I'm in no hurry, no.<br>Rainbows end down that highway where ocean breezes blow<br>My time coming, voices saying, they tell me where to go.<br>Don't worry 'bout me, no no, don't worry 'bout me, no<br>And I'm in no hurry, no no no, I know where to go. California, preaching on the burning shore<br>California, I'll be knocking on the golden door<br>Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light<br>Rising up to paradise, I know I'm going to shine.</p
William Morris book A Dream of John Ball
Source: A Dream of John Ball (1886), Ch. 1: The Men of Kent
Context: When I was journeying (in a dream of the night) down the well-remembered reaches of the Thames betwixt Streatley and Wallingford, where the foothills of the White Horse fall back from the broad stream, I came upon a clear-seen mediæval town standing up with roof and tower and spire within its walls, grey and ancient, but untouched from the days of its builders of old. All this I have seen in the dreams of the night clearer than I can force myself to see them in dreams of the day. So that it would have been nothing new to me the other night to fall into an architectural dream if that were all, and yet I have to tell of things strange and new that befell me after I had fallen asleep.