Quote by H.G. Wells

“Be the cactus, a proof of unsubmission, and blossom amidst the fiercest environment.”

— Abhijit Naskar

“They found a thick tree that had fallen, the tangled roots exposed. They saw the drenched ground that had given way. The tree seemed…

— Jhumpa Lahiri

“The prisoner, having reached the depth of his depression, gradually reawakens to the life around him. He licks himself and his wounded pride, opens…

— P. H. Newman

“It was approaching night, the conversation having taken up the better part of a day. Out of the fragile light a fourth perezoso spoke,…

— Lon Otto

“A thin yellow curtain hung in front of the corner window as boney tree limbs tapped on the glass like an unwelcome visitor. Despite…

— Abby Slovin

“There is a prison,” Alfred began grimly, “in a more ancient part of the world. A pit where men are thrown to suffer and…

— Greg Cox

“That missleproof glass might as well have been electrified fence and barbed wire. No one could fashion a prison so perfect, so complete, as…

— S. J. Kincaid

“When Pohpoh unlatched the window above the enamel sink, yellow light sliced through the opening, hauling in a cold, fresh morning draught.”

— Shani Mootoo

“Now picture that one day, a single prisoner is somehow freed … The familiar wall with its comforting shadows suddenly feels safer and saner than…

— Kevin L. Michel

“As I did so I became suddenly and agonizingly aware of the nearness of the carrion thing, whose hideous hollow breathing I half fancied…

— H.P. Lovecraft

“Black lines of shadow oozed from around the edge of the window and spread like diseased veins across the wall.”

— A.D. Trosper

“Finding it so directly on the threshold of our narrative, which is now about to issue from that inauspicious portal, we could hardly do…

— Nathaniel Hawthorne