“The Isle of Pines was Circe's isle, with white marble columns here and there in the dark, green, and pirates would be dueling with a flash of clashing swords and a flash of recklessly smiling white teeth. The Gulf, like… — Henry Kuttner Copy Share Image
“You see, a witch has to have a familiar, some little animal like a cat or a toad. He helps her somehow. When the… — Henry Kuttner Copy Share Image
“A long time ago I lived in Lisbon,' she said, in softly slurred Portuguese that made the name of the city Leesh-boa. 'But before… — Henry Kuttner Copy Share Image
We are all part of some cosmic pattern, and this pattern works toward good and not evil. It builds and does not destroy. So… — Henry Kuttner Copy Share Image
“This is the story of a boy named Pete Coutinho, who had a spell put on him. Some people might have called it a… — Henry Kuttner Copy Share Image
“What he'd find there, of course, was up to Pete. But he was sure there were magicians in Tampico and leopard-skins and golden thrones… — Henry Kuttner Copy Share Image
“Out in the stone-pile the toad squatted with its glowing jewel-eyes and, maybe, its memories. I don't know if you'll admit a toad could… — Henry Kuttner Copy Share Image
“The Isle of Pines was Circe's isle, with white marble columns here and there in the dark, green, and pirates would be dueling with… — Henry Kuttner Copy Share Image
“It wasn't gloom at all, really. There were lights and colors. If it hadn't been for the feel of the water gliding by against… — Henry Kuttner Copy Share Image
“Dr. Manning said he'd thought at first it might be sleeping sickness, or even narcolepsy, whatever that was, but - no, Pete was healthy… — Henry Kuttner Copy Share Image
“This was the southern sea. The colors that fade when coral is drawn out of its element were garishly bright here, intricate and lovely… — Henry Kuttner Copy Share Image
