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“He lay in his stony crypt like his own corpse, hardly breathing, his heart hardly beating - and yet lived as intensively and dissolutely…

— Patrick Süskind

“amidst the horrors of war, it became apparent that there was no way he could possibly survive the carnage. And if by some stroke…

— Julia Quinn

“Scientifically speaking, the flesh was melted off the world. His body was macerated until only the nerve fibers were left. It was spread like…

— Virginia Woolf

“He was sardonic even in his thoughts these days.”

— Julie Anne Long

“His friends told him that nobody was interested in his goddam soul unless it was the priest and he managed to answer that no…

— Flannery O'Connor

“Things seemed to consist not of wood and stone but of some grandiose and infinitely tender immorality that, the moment it came in contact…

— Robert Musil

“There was something twisting in his gut that he wanted to deny and couldn't. It was like a knife in him that he could…

— Hazel B. West

“Pain and guilt tore through him. His soul was bleeding to death. He stood there, waiting to die. How could he not? But such…

— Diana Pharaoh Francis

“Once inside, I stirred the banked coals of the brazier to sullen life. It did nothing to ease the chill that gripped my bones.…

— Lesley Livingston

“With horror he perceived that, by uniting himself as he had with the dead, he had cut himself off from the living. Stripped of…

— Anonymous

“He looked like he’d been carved from himself by jagged tools, an unsteady hand giving him angles where there should have been curves; the…

— Laekan Zea Kemp

“He put his foot on it, and lifted one of the sleeves out with his teeth, and chewed and chewed at it, gradually taking…

— Mark Twain