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“I often think of myself as a cloud, wandering, drifting in pristine silence. Then suddenly the landscape changes and I am dark, thunderous, unsurmountable,…

— Jaspreet Mann

“Do you imagine that the poisonous spittle of five hundred little men of your sort, hoisted on to each other's shoulders, could even drool…

— Marcel Proust

“I have often noticed that these things, which obsess me, neither bother nor impress other people even slightly. I am horribly apt to approach…

— Annie Dillard

“The only things I could kill with ease were bugs and even then only the tiny ones the big ones crunched too much and…

— jennifer estep

“Human beings cling to their delicious tyrannies and to their exquisite nonsense, till death stares them in the face.”

— Sydney Smith

“You get the picture. The marvelous thing about the human ego is that each one is slightly different. Deep inside you, there’s an enormously…

— Stanley Bing

“In a moment I was clutched by several hands, and there was no mistaking that they were trying to haul me back. I struck…

— H.G. Wells

“I could not see the unholy creature, but I could feel the bone-aching chill of its presence, and I heard the howl of its…

— Stephen R. Lawhead

“Just remember: If one bird carried every grain of sand, grain by grain, across the ocean, by the time he got them all on…

— Truman Capote

“Vast, Polyphemus-like, and loathsome, it darted like a stupendous monster of nightmares to the monolith, about which it flung its gigantic scaly arms, the…

— H. P. Lovecraft

“I hate the thought that I'm just some kind of Russian nesting doll with the big outside and inevitably, rattling around under all the…

— Wendy McClure

“Do you know how to kill a Freak with your bare hands? Can you skin and cook a rabbit? Do you know what wild…

— Ann Aguirre