Excuse me if I enjoy myself rather obviously! I don't often have the luck to have a dream like this. It is new to me for a nightmare to lead me to a lobster. It is commonly the other way.
Aleppo is a disaster. It's a humanitarian nightmare.
I didn't lose my virginity until I was 18 The first time was a nightmare. Who shows you how to use a condom?
That's a true actor's nightmare: "Improvise in British sign language. Go. "
-"Nick?" "I'm still here, Laurant. " -"Did you tell Tommy we slept together?" "No, but you just did. He's standing right here. " She fell asleep. But this time she didn't have any dreams or nightmare.
I think that divorce is hard for anyone. It's a nightmare - it just is - and you can pretend you're fine. And [there are] days you're great [and] days you're not great.
I'm really anti-option, so computers have been my nightmare with recording. I don't want endless tracks; I want less tracks. I want decisions to be made.
I rehearsed it a lot underwater with a mouthpiece for Casino Royale and not freaking out, because you can't see a thing. It's like being in a really bad nightmare. I've never seen somebody drown, but I really swallowed water. It was like choreography. It was very emotional. I was crying underwater at one point.
In a life where waking hours are draped in the costume of horrid nightmare, where reality has suddenly become questionable, it's easy to be scared by dreams.
We're here to tell the NRA their nightmare is true.
I used to have nightmares that they would put 'He played Ted' on my tombstone.
My kids are my life and the thought of someone taking them away from me is my worst nightmare.
History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
Harder than waking from a nightmare was trying to wake herself into one.
I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor. That's my dream. That's my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight razor and surviving.
Actually, my worst nightmare is losing my best friend, as I imagine most people's are.
We both wondered whether these contradictions that one can't avoid if one begins to think of time and space may not really be proofs that the whole of life is a dream, and the moon and stars bits of nightmare.
A writer has to have some kind of compulsive drive to do his work. If you don't have it, you'd better find another kind of work, because it's the only compulsion that will drive you through the psychological nightmares of writing.
I'm a very simple man. You've got to have, like, a computer nowadays to turn the TV on and off. . . and the nightmare continues.
My generation never experienced (fortunately) that type of collective tragedy, where everybody goes totally crazy and turns the world into a gigantic nightmare.