Quote by Angela Carter

“We stand hand-clasped, our faces quite blank, as if this were not a nightmare that tells me, as clearly as if it were written…

— Philippa Gregory

“See how Plato is moved and tossed about. Every man, glorying in applying him to himself, sets him on the side he wants. They…

— Sarah Bakewell

“When I thought of myself, of the feelings I had, of the things I thought I understood so well, I imagined myself somehow abstractly,…

— Gaito Gazdanov

“You have broken the ice, though you have not even scratched its glossy surface: you have placed your hand upon the croup of the…

— Honoré de Balzac

“I blink rapidly, breaking our reverie and force myself to focus on something,anything, other than his beauty. Or his body. A body I want…

— S.L. Jennings

“Wanderess, Wanderess, weave us a story of seduction and ruse. Heroic be the Wanderess, the world be her muse.”

— Roman Payne

“Then I pulled off her boots, desperate to enter our world of touch and skin, trailed fingers, that strange elation of lovemaking where the…

— Nicholas Hogg

“For some days I haunted the spot where these scenes had taken place, sometimes wishing to see you, sometimes resolved to quit the world…

— Mary Shelley

“Oh, God, You have given me a vacant soul, an untaught conscience, a life of clay. Put Your big hands around mine and guide…

— Gloria Gaither

“Much of what animated me in those days I now recognize as the romantic yearnings of an idealistic, alienated, and aimless young man. I…

— Stephen Batchelor

“My love for imaginary objects and my facility in lending myself to them ended by disillusioning me with everything around me, and determined that…

— Jean-Jacques Rousseau

“I become quite melancholy and deeply grieved to see men behave to each other as they do. Everywhere I find nothing but base flattery,…

— Molière