“As she read on, her surroundings gradually faded, and soon there lay about her only the mists of dream; the purple, star-strown mists beyond Time, where only gods and dreamers walk.” — H.P. Lovecraft Poetry and The Gods Copy Share Image
“So my first impression, that he was a person of some undefined consequence, had gradually faded and he had become simply the proprietor of an elaborate road-house next door.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
