Death Quote by Gaston Leroux

“He wandered over them again. He had called them into view, and it was not easy to replace the shroud that had so long…

— Charles Dickens

“the outlines of his figure were indistinct—but his features were the features of a deity; for the mantle of the night, and of the…

— Edgar Allan Poe

“I remember our sorrows in shades, like the gray of the shadows, which loomed that day, and the white in his lie when he…

— Lang Leav

“He was a god above her, powerful, beautiful, larger than life. The light brought out the latent gold of his hair. The shadows contoured…

— Sherry Thomas

“A dead look in her eye, a thin grimace to her lips, a sick pallor to her skin that spoke of despair”

— Melina Marchetta

“Her eyes were misting over, her heart was talking on her lips. To need everything when everything is finished. She no longer knew whether…

— Violette Leduc

“And his brow was lofty with thought, and his eye wild with care; and, in the few furrows upon his cheek I read the…

— Edgar Allan Poe

“The silvery aura from the window fell across his face, lighting a translucent, pale fire in his gray eyes. She could identify no telltale…

— Laura Kinsale

“She had perfect skin, so free of blotches or wrinkles, her face so perfect and character-free she could have just popped out of the…

— Gillian Flynn

“Her life was shameful and lonely. There was no longer any hope for her, there was no chance of escape. Yet, in spite of…

— Anna Kavan

“Things vanished. People vanished. Clouds gave way to sun gave way to night. Only feelings, like spirits, endured, branded to the back of our…

— Alan Heathcock

“An awful sense of her deadness, of her soul-blighting selfishness, began to dawn upon her as something monstrous out of dim, gray obscurity.”

— Zane Grey