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  1. Anne Carson _ Glass, Irony and God

    My mother always closes her bedroom drapes tight before going to bed at night.I open mine as wide as possible.I like to see everything, I say.What's there to see?Moon. Air. Sunrise.All that light on your face in the morning. Wakes you up.I like to wake up.
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  2. John Steinbeck _ Cannery Row

    Men all do about the same thing when they wake up.
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  3. Richard Brautigan _ Revenge of the Lawn / The

    I hated to interrupt her. I know how much a dream can be worth, but, alas... "Hello.
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  4. Jonathan Stroud _ The Golem's Eye

    I wanted to wake you straightaway, but I knew I had to wait several hours to ensure you were safely recovered.""What! How long has it been?""Five minutes. I got bored.
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  5. Peter S. Beagle _ A Fine and Private Place

    Alarm clocks were going off in the city now. One after another, sometimes two or three together, they drove their small silver knives into the body of the great dream that sprawled naked on the housetops. Sensual, amiable, and defenseless as it was, it would still take a little while to die.
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  6. Ian McEwan _ The Daydreamer

    If life was a dream, then dying must be the moment when you woke up. It was so simple it must be true. You died, the dream was over, you woke up. That's what people meant when they talked about going to heaven. It was like waking up.
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  7. Margaret Atwood _ The Blind Assassin

    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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