“When awake, he thought only of the great black tulip; when asleep, he dreamed of nothing else.”
– Alexandre Dumas, The Black Tulip
“For any act done consciously may be defiant, may be independent, may change life utterly.
But one can only act thus if one knows there is no safety… One must wait outside. There is no hiding away from storm, waste, injustice, death. There is no stopping, only a pretense, a mean, stupid pretense of being safe and letting time and evil pass by outside. But we are all outside, Piera thought, and all defenseless. There is no safe house but death.”
– from Malafrena, by Ursula K. Le Guin
“She fantasized about sitting in a nest, on an egg, about venturing into the fields with the rooster, and about following the ducks around. She sighed. It was pointless to dream. It would never happen to her.”
– from The Hen Who Dreamed She Could Fly, by Sun-mi Hwang, translated by Chi-Young Kim