One eye open. One still in a dream

Markus Zusak
One eye open. One still in a dream
One eye open. One still in a dream
One eye open. One still in a dream
One eye open. One still in a dream
About This Quote

The idea of one eye open and the other still in a dream is something that is very common in Asian culture. It is regarded as an ideal way to be so the words, “one eye open”, are said to represent how things are meant to be. The idea is that you should see the beauty in the world around you and understand how it all works without trying to do anything about it.

Source: The Book Thief

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