“Morpheus is not his true name. He is glory and deprecation—sunlight and shadows—the scuttle of a scorpion and the melody of a… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“He pulls free before we make contact. “A moment, please. Allow me to bask in your devotion.” He’s referring to my ankle… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“Where was the excitement in dependability? Where was the spontaneity in a predictable world? He could offer her an eternity of challenges… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“What power would Hell have if those here imprisoned were not able to dream of Heaven?” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“I’m in control. But it’s a lie, because now I’ve tasted him. His lips are salty-sweet with yesterday’s laughter … digging in… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“I stare at the photo. It’s an image of a huge black-winged moth from one of Alison’s old albums. The shot is… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“For there was nothing in his eyes but the black night and the cold stars.” — Susanna Clarke Copy Share Image
“I coax my palm into his lapel in search of my wish, returning his feverish kisses. "Checkmate, you son of a bug,"… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“He made a trade. Red's life for his loyalty. In order to be true you forever after, he had to betray you… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“Jebediah was dragging Alyssa down, chaining her to the boredom and mundaneness of the human realm. She must be set free.” — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“When the zebra-striped lizards return, bulbous eyes twisting in every direction, they carry a platter garnished with dried fruit and something that… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
