Every time when I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone

And it went by, like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way?
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay
Steven Tyler, Dream On

Don't cling to reason so desperately in a world of so many horrid contradictions.
Anne Rice, Pandora

This darkness had a calming effect on me. The open country sank into a deep dark tinge of blue beneath the pearly heavens, and I could see the forests encroaching on the tilled land, creeping higher here and there, as the hills folded over one another or sank steeply into valleys of pure blackness.
Anne Rice, Vittorio, The Vampire

It was as if that distant bed were a stage and on the linen pillows of the little stage lay that boy, his black hair parted in the middle and curling about his ears, so that he looked now in his dream, fevered state like one of those lithe androgynous creatures of a Botticelli painting; and beside him, nestled against him, her tiny white hand stark against his flesh lay Claudia, her face buried in his neck.
Anne Rice, Interview with the Vampire

Let my stories do what stories always do. Let them keep you from your darker dreams and from your darker journey. Let them keep you here.
Anne Rice, Blood And Gold

California Dreaming, Foxes and Fossils

The Mystic's Dream, Loreena McKennitt

Polin, Michał Lorenc

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