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“I love the sight of his naked body. especially in these quiet, vulnerable moments. These brackets of time stapled between dreams and reality are my favorite. There's a sweetness in this hesitant consciousness - a careful, gentle return of form of function, I've found I love these minutes most for the delicate way in which they unfold. It's tender. Slow motion. Time tying its shoes.”

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Book:Restore Me
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“There isn’t a good side and a bad side of you or of anybody, so there’s no need to be at war with yourself or anyone or anything at all. All we are is a bunch of dozy people in the process of waking up. All we really need to do is try gently to be open to continuing that process. It’s no good getting worked up about stuff – it’s better to relax and laugh at our mistakes, then figure out how to learn from them and move on.”

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Author:Jay Woodman
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“Can’t sleep?” SIRS had asked. “No,” Cavalo said roughly. “Ah. I often wonder what it’s like.” “What,” Cavalo asked, pressing the heels of his hands to his eyes. “Sleeping,” SIRS had said. “Being able to dream. I’m told it’s a wondrous thing.” “Except when they’re nightmares. Not so wondrous when death is all you see.” SIRS’s eyes had flashed. “I would think that would be even better,” he’d said. “Because you wake up, your heart pounding in your chest, and there would be a moment of terror before clarity sets in. The relief one must feel at realizing it was just a dream seems like it would be the greatest sensation in the world. How I wish I could wake from a nightmare.”

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Book:Crisped + Sere
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“Good Morning Sinkhole by Stewart Stafford Lucky birdshit on my window, A split-second awakening, Another landslide out of bed, Flailing in duvet quicksand. Clawing at the walls going down, Assume precarious crab-walk position, Straining every fibre to avoid collapsing, Land ho! with a fingertip mattress grab. Steadying myself, I drag my carcass up, Shaky leg muscles gain some relief, Retake Altar of Id with a drowning sweat, Survive to face more nightmare carpet rides. © 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”

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Author:Stewart Stafford
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“Waking up in the same place in which you dozed off has never happened either to you or to anyone else. Ever. Earth does not stop moving when you sleep. Every hour that passes, Earth travels a little more than 800,000 kilometres around the centre of our galaxy. And so do you. That's the equivalent of about twenty trips around the planet. Every hour. No one minds, though, as long as their bed stays still beneath their body.”

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Book:The Universe in Your Hand: A Journey Through Space, Time, and Beyond
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“I felt just the way I imagine the shade of poor old Samuel must have felt when the witch dragged him up from Sheol. "Why hast thou disquieted me, to bring me up?" In fact, I had spent the morning darkness praying for the wisdom to do well by John Ames Boughton, and then when he woke me, I was immediately aware that my sullen old reptilian self would have handed him over to the Philistines for the sake of a few more minutes' sleep.”

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Book:Gilead
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“The sun was up, the room already too warm. Light filtered in through the net curtains, hanging suspended in the air, sediment in a pond. My head felt like a sack of pulp. Still in my nightgown, damp from some fright I'd pushed aside like foliage, I pulled myself up and out of my tangled bed, then forced myself through the usual dawn rituals - the ceremonies we perform to make ourselves look sane and acceptable to other people. The hair must be smoothed down after whatever apparitions have made it stand on end during the night, the expression of staring disbelief washed from the eyes. The teeth brushed, such as they are. God knows what bones I'd been gnawing in my sleep.”

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Book:The Blind Assassin
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