Quote by Neal Stephenson

“They found him late that night. He was floating head-down in the benjo, the long, deep trench of rain-churned shit that served as the…

— Richard Flanagan

“In the meantime, the place became dilapidated, the wind whistled through the cracked walls, the rain fell through the broken roof, the weeds choked…

— Charles Dickens

“The blades were positioned at an angle–and as they entered his body, the arrow rotated and bored in like a screw, mutilating the tissue,…

— Andrzej Sapkowski

“He died in his sleep one night. An aneurysm, the doctors said. I found him, cold, smiling. Maybe he’d been dreaming of Mother when…

— Jim Butcher

“As Tom wandered back to Mrs Mewett’s, he thought about the little relics at the lighthouse – Docherty’s knitting, his wife’s jar of humbugs…

— M.L. Stedman

“The arctic pavement turned into a whirlwind of viscous blood. The fiery shadows on the metropolitan walls blitzed him, avenging overachievers starved for vengeance.…

— Bruce Crown

“There was a cry heard, and a crash. The cry was so horrible in its agony that the frightened servants woke and crept out…

— Oscar Wilde

“Whatever had killed him, it hadn't been human. His face was gone, simply torn away. Something had ripped his lips off. I could see…

— Jim Butcher

“There were certain things, learned so young and remembered so deep that they felt like little stones in the center of her mind. These…

— Hugh Howey

“They yoked themselves to a car and drew her all the long way through dust and heat. Everyone admired their filial piety when they…

— Edith Hamilton

“On the street, men appeared to me like mad ghosts, old skeletons out of joint, whose bones, badly strung together, were falling to the…

— Octave Mirbeau

“It was as if a floodgate had been let down, and a rush of ecstasy mingled with long forgotten pain washed over his entire…

— L.A. Shaw