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“I saw the delicate, pink-mottled claw meat poking seductively through its blanket of mayonnaise and the bland yellow pear cup with its rim of…

— Slyvia Plath

“Poison? A slow death twitching and puking on the Arch Lector’s lovely mosaic floor? Or just pitching onto my face on his table? But…

— Joe Abercrombie

“God will prepare a table before you in the presence of your enemies so let them watch you eat.”

— Tyler Perry

“...like the way a child hankers for a holly berry. He don't know it's poison, he just sees something pretty and red and he…

— Hillary Jordan

“It...whatever 'it' is, has swallowed me and I lie here in the pit of its cold dark stomach being eaten alive by its bile…

— Kellie Elmore

“Clara: "I won't hurt you." Be not afraid. His eyes flashed with anger like i've come right out and called him chicken.”

— Cynthia Hand

“Ice was precious.”

— Edna O'Brien

“Aren’t you afraid? The gods might send you down to some terrible hell for all the evil you’ve done.” “What evil?” He laughed. “What…

— George R.R. Martin

“My arms were covered in scratches and had bled a little so I licked my finger and cleaned them off and thought God would…

— Lesley Kagen

“I circle my fingers under my eyes, pushing away tears of liquid fear.”

— Sarah Bailey

“Then it hits me. I’m actually kneeling before a toilet. The throne, as other drunks call it. How many drunken nights and slungover mornings…

— Mary Karr