One night as I girl I spied my grandma and one of her sisters outside, holding hands and singing, "Sprites of the night are we, are we. Singing and dancing joyfully." It was witchy and wonderful because it meant there… — Samantha Hunt Copy Share Image
“Two people who live their lives alone in rooms doing strange, gentle things can sometimes be together in the middle of a dangerous storm… — Samantha Hunt Copy Share Image
“When a country goes to war, men can no longer operate free and open laboratories. The Government would like to know what you are… — Samantha Hunt Copy Share Image
“No. I'm not from outer space or the future. And this is not magic, just science, pure engineering. Magic, religion, the occult --all of… — Samantha Hunt Copy Share Image
“I am not from Venus. . . . I am from a small town on the Serbo-Croation border.” — Samantha Hunt Copy Share Image
As a writer I feel more like a filter than a performer. I absorb and observe and then I name scatterings of stars into… — Samantha Hunt Copy Share Image
I like the night. I like a slight terror to remind me how precious life is. Like I was sleeping with my smallest child… — Samantha Hunt Copy Share Image
I am very bad at remembering the books I've read and so recently I had a wonderful experience. I decided I wanted to teach… — Samantha Hunt Copy Share Image
One night as I girl I spied my grandma and one of her sisters outside, holding hands and singing, "Sprites of the night are… — Samantha Hunt Copy Share Image
Wait," I say. "I think you're mistaken. Saying there is no dream is the same as saying everything is a dream. Isn't it? Everyone's… — Samantha Hunt Copy Share Image
“Unlock the door?' he asks. This family is an experiment, the biggest I've ever been part of, an experiment called: How do you let… — Samantha Hunt Copy Share Image
I'll just tell you what I remember because memory is as close as I've gotten to building my own time machine. — Samantha Hunt Copy Share Image
I am surprisingly optimistic, though lately that's been hard to maintain. Art and slow, small, close gestures help remind me of my optimism. — Samantha Hunt Copy Share Image
