Humanity has gained its suit; Liberty will nevermore be without an asylum. — Marquis de Lafayette Copy Share Image
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting... — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“Yeah, well, I tried to explain that my mind powers don’t work on Tuesdays.” — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“She stood in the mist, waiting for him again. Always in the same place.” — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore - Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Angel screeched with fury and despair to the empty walls around her. "I'm human, do you hear me? It hurts! — James Patterson Copy Share Image
“Like a serpent, this demon had coiled and nested into those empty and cavernous spaces of his heart. Like a harpy, she… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor, Shall be lifted -- Nevermore! — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!” Quoth the raven, “Nevermore. — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“He was horrible and fascinating all at once, like a scorpion prepared to strike, all angles and sharp lines and menace.” — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“So, you let me get through that whole spiel, my entire tirade, but weren't going to let me have the dramatic walkaway,… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Haunted by demons of the past, hounded by demons not yet met, the nevermore and evermore left her little peace.” ~A Tale… — Kimberly Kinrade Copy Share Image
“Besides," Gwen added, fluffing the dress folds, "this thing took forever, so you're wearing it." "Wait you made this?" Isobel asked, distracted.… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls; The day returns, but nevermore Returns the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“Isobel’s face burned. Her skin tingled where he’d touched her, with an almost imperceptible electricity that she couldn’t be sure if she… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
Hi! handsome hunting man Fire your little gun. Bang! Now the animal is dead and dumb and done. Nevermore to peep again,… — Walter de La Mare Copy Share Image
“Isobel moved farther into the kitchen, not knowing whether to be relieved that her mother hadn't had an atomic meltdown, or mortified… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Painted faces laughed. It was like a mad carnival where everyone was oblivious, lost in the bliss of chaos, a throng unaware… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
Nevermore," Lolli said. "That's what Luis calls it, because there are three rules: Never more than once a day, never more than… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“So." [Isobel] cleared her throat. "What are we doing?" "We," [Varen] said at last, "are doing a project on Poe." "Didn't he… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
Oh, these vast, calm, measureless mountain days, inciting at once to work and rest! Days in whose light everything seems equally divine,… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Think of all the years passed by in which you said to yourself "I'll do it tomorrow," and how the gods have… — Marcus Aurelius Copy Share Image
A double-edged sword One side destroys One releases I am your Gordian knot Will you release or destroy me? Follow truth and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I'll keep it," she said. "Then, when you get back, after you and the dark one are done making out and planning… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“They are part of his imagination, part of his story, and so, part of him. If he would not hurt you, then… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Much like books, she could tell how voiceless things had provided a brand of companionship more compatible to his nature than human… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
Travel by canoe is not a necessity, and will nevermore be the most efficient way to get from one region to another,… — John McPhee Copy Share Image
Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch,"… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“Sam stop yelling at her!" her mother yelled. "If this were in Japsnese," said Danny, "it could be an anime.” — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“You yourself could be nothing more than a shadow, someone else’s dream who is, themselves, someone else’s.” — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image