Quote by Christa Faust Download Open image ““Walter was all alone in a huge, empty room with no windows.”” — Christa Faust ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“But this vast empty room was the loneliest, most awful place he had ever been. Its” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
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“His absence was a presence. Who knew an empty space could take up so much room.” — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share Image
“If you look around and see nothing but closed doors, then look again. It might be that you have to climb through a window.” — Kent Allan Rees Copy Share Image
“Forget everything. Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
“A sudden emptiness seemed to flow now from the windows and the great doors, endowing with complete isolation the figure of the host, who… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“He’d come here to close that door, but instead he had left it wide open for me to walt through.” — Alexandra Bracken Copy Share Image
“In fact, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d had anything to eat.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“You hear it, too?” Walter asked. “Of course I do,” she snapped. “It’s real!” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“Okay,” Nina said. “We’re all thinking it, but I’m going to say it. That was really, really stupid. If I hadn’t brought my gun,… — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“His mind immediately seized on this metaphor and when he looked down at his wet hands he saw that they had taken on the… — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“It’s me,” the old man hollered, his voice shrill and cracking. The suddenness of it caused Walter to pull his hand back involuntarily. “Me!… — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“Not that I regret my previous choice. It’s only that the anticipation of killing has me feeling particularly appreciative of youth.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“In my dream I can,” he said. “In my dream, I have hands. With claws.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“But, could he truly call himself a scientist if he were to pass up such a unique opportunity?” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“Walter took the killer’s notebook from his pocket and was about to open it when Nina gave him a sternly arched eyebrow and a… — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“Nina,” Walter said as she handed him one of the warm boxes. “You are my angel.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“It’s not real. The image of his creepy ant-hands was nothing more than a standard, slightly silly hallucination.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
