It is a city whose fate can be seen: a vast Polder, with a circumambient Threshold and Portals galore. In all of this, NY differs radically from London, the only city more frequently found in fantasy texts (apart, possibly, from New Orleans). London, though it contains worlds of drama, is very rarely itself the occasion of drama. Contrariwise, many fantasy novels deal with NY as an entity.
The following quotes from The Alchemist are about dreams; either subconscious, underlying or suppressed, dreams characters had while sleeping, or conscious, self-realized, dreams characters had.
A collection of thoughts and quotes by Langston Hughes on hope, wisdom, dreams, life, music, poetry, death, inspiration, pain, love, soul and God.
Dreams about being lost are quite common. So are dreams about dying, falling, and being chased. Of course, dream interpretation is subjective at best. However, most experts agree that anxiety and worry are the underlining causes of dreams about being lost. Moreover, they usually have something to do with our present-day situations.
Dreams Quotes in The Chrysalids. The The Chrysalids quotes below all refer to the symbol of Dreams. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one: ). Note: all page numbers and citation info for the quotes below refer to the NYRB Classics edition of The Chrysalids published in 2008. Chapter 1.
I love New York City. The reason I live in New York City is because it’s the loudest city on the planet Earth. It’s so loud I never have to listen to any of the shit that’s going on in my own head.
Essential Passage 1: Act 1. Before us is the SALESMAN’S house.We are aware of towering, angular shapes behind it, surrounding it on all sides. Only the blue light of the sky falls upon the house.
In the summer of my dreams. By the banks of this old stream, In the summer of my dreams. By the deep pool, where the fish wait, For the old fool, with the wrong bait. There's a field of purple clover; There's a small cloud passing over. And the rain comes washing clean, On the summer of my dreams.