Moths are the ones that freak me out. It's something to do with the way that, if they get squashed, they turn… — David Tennant Copy Share Image
Revived in this country the long forgotten beauties of Gothic architecture. — James Wyatt Copy Share Image
“I can’t help but ask, “Do you know where you are?” She turns to me with a foreboding glare. “Do you?” — Nathan Reese Maher Copy Share Image
“(speaking of Ann Radcliffe) A work of art worthy of the name is one which gives us back the freshness of the… — André Breton Copy Share Image
“I rouse Emily to our guests, as she finishes off our fifteenth snowman by setting the head atop its torso. She stands… — Nathan Reese Maher Copy Share Image
...Tunstell was not what one could describe as call subtle. His flaming red hair bobbed up with each pointed and articulated footstep… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
“Memories of last night manifested slowly from the back of her brain, every new detail hammering her heart like a war drum:… — Jake Vander-Ark Copy Share Image
“As he sat up, he heard soft dripping sounds from the bathroom, little plips like water slipping over the edges of the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“There are prisons made of iron. There are prisons made of velvet. Lucian’s house had no bars, only warmth, taste, money, and… — Valon G Copy Share Image
“The utter unbroken silence was more appalling than any ominous noise, than the loudest yells of anguish, than the most piercing screaming...… — Simona Panova Copy Share Image
Opera, next to Gothic architecture, is one of the strangest inventions of Western man. It could not have been foreseen by any… — Kenneth Clark Copy Share Image
“Exercise care with what it is you do when you hold my heart in your hands. For it is my love that… — Shane K.P. O'Neill Copy Share Image
Every time the phone rang, my heart jumped. Was it Alexander? And when it wasn't him my heart would break into a… — Ellen Schreiber Copy Share Image
“She used to place her pretty arms about my neck, draw me to her, and laying her cheek to mine, murmur with… — Sheridan Le Fanu Copy Share Image
“Sleep, or repose that deserved the name of sleep, was out of question. That room, in which her disturbed imagination had tormented… — Jane Austen Copy Share Image
“That Abbie is such a freaking brat who doesn’t know anything! My William is wasting away in that castle and that stuck… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“But as I sat in that bed, the book in my hands, the city outside silent, I had reason to feel as… — Ray Russell Copy Share Image
“Yet here apparently on this stifling summer afternoon was the eye of Mr. Flay at the outer keyhole of the Hall of… — Mervyn Peake Copy Share Image
Icon of Prague, the medieval bridge crossed the Vltava between Old Town and the Little Quarter. Gothic bridge towers rose on both… — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
You say one more thing that sounds like it's ripped from the pages of a really bad gothic romance and I'm out… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
“Trevor climbed once again to the land of the living, naked except for an antique gas mask strapped to his face. As… — Jake Vander-Ark Copy Share Image
“He breathed in hard. The stench of blood filled his lungs. Only now for the first time could he truly appreciate it.” — Shane K.P. O'Neill Copy Share Image
“Insects crawled across my skin, legs skittering across my flesh, numbed paths of cold left in their wake. They were the creatures… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
[On New York:] ... a city rose before me. It was narrow and tall like a gothic temple, surrounded by water, and… — Nina Berberova Copy Share Image
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