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“It felt terrific. It felt deeper and richer than laughter. It felt like opening a door and tumbling headfirst into a pile of feathers.”

— Leslea Tash

“If they wanted their shit stirred, then stirred their shit was jolly well going to be.”

— Stephen Clarke

“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

“All reality about me now appeared to be in tatters, taken down and reduced to the civil war of its particles. I held on…

— Sebastian Faulks

“It was enough to make you think fondly of those early days, of that “springtime” of the revolution when your teeth would be chattering…

— Teffi

“He tried not to think, not to understand: could there be any understanding of this? This had come, had crushed, and was roaring. If…

— Andrei Bely

“Finally turning his head, he regarded me appraisingly, with contempt so thick that I expected to hear it drizzle to the floor with a…

— Dean Koontz

“Coming abruptly, and without giving me time to trace it accurately to its source among so many ideas of a very different kind, the…

— Marcel Proust

“Trembling as usual, I dropped to one knee and, holding on to the drum with one hand, looked up, wondering what he, my boss,…

— Bohumil Hrabal

“But now, this time, finally, he felt the anguish and pain thrusting out from deep inside, consciously, knowingly; an emotional agony boiled up within,…

— Anonymous

“With a certain frustration I knew I spoke too soon, too urgently. I wanted to get out of the way the things I knew…

— Denis Johnson

“Something in me was unfurling fast, and it was wonderful or terrible, depending on how you looked at it. Maybe both.”

— Camille Pagán