Quote by Lawrence Block

“There is filth on the floor, and it must be scraped up with the muck-rake.”

— Theodore Roosevelt

“Destroy the traces. I’d never tried to do that. Instead I’d lived in their midst for thirty years, oblivious, a blind man fancying himself…

— Jonathan Lethem

“...I glance around at the nest we have made, at the floorboards polished by our bare feet, at the continents of stain on the…

— John Updike

“I often wonder what would happen if everything we hid under the surface showed on the outside.”

— Sibel Hodge

“It was a flaking scab on a fleshy field of neglect.”

— Hunter Shea

“The house felt haunted, like only I understood the way all of our shadows, the ones we’d left, had seeped into the wood and…

— Ava Dellaira

“I was what came to mind when there was blood on the floor.”

— Alan Alda

“People really could be one way outside, when inside they were torn to shreds, a fine white powder of grief and regret replacing blood…

— Alice Hoffman

“They were a sorry-looking bunch. Their clothes were in tatters. Their flesh was ripped. They were filthy beyond filth. For once, they looked like…

— Maggie LaCroix

“You could bury people one hundred floors down, and a whole dead world could be underneath the living one.”

— Jonathan Safran Foer

“Our history was by then nothing but rocks, some scratches in the dirt, some huts, fuzzy memories passed on carelessly from the old to…

— Joe R. Lansdale

“This was the threshold to the place of the dead.”

— Terry Goodkind