She herself is a haunted house. She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the windows of her eyes and that is very frightening. She has the mysterious solitude of ambiguous states; she hovers in a no-man’s land between life and death, sleeping and waking. — Angela Carter, “The Lady… Continue reading Angela Carter
The Little Match GIrl Most terribly cold it was; it snowed, and was nearly quite dark, and evening– the last evening of the year. In this cold and darkness there went along the street a poor little girl, bareheaded, and with naked feet. When she left home she had slippers on, it is true; but… Continue reading Hans Christian Anderson
When I saw him look at me with lust, I dropped my eyes but, in glancing away from him, I caught sight of myself in the mirror. And I saw myself, suddenly, as he saw me… And, for the first time in my innocent and confined life, I sensed in myself a potentiality for corruption… Continue reading Angela Carter
You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast. ― Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless. (Tor Books; First Edition edition March 29, 2011)
I will vanish in the morning light; I was only an invention of darkness. — Angela Carter, from “The Lady of the House of Love,” The Blood Chamber and Other Stories (Harper & Row, 1980)
“I have missed you so much I could kiss you,” he whispered. September’s face fell. “Oh, but Saturday! I’ve had my First Kiss and I didn’t mean to, I didn’t want to, but your shadow is very rude and impulsive, and he took it before I could say two words! And I’ve had my second… Continue reading Catherynne M. Valente
She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart. ― Hans Christian Andersen, The Little Mermaid. (Minedition; 1st Impression edition, September 2004) Originally published 1836.
After love, no one is what they were before. —Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless. (Tor Books; First Edition edition March 29, 2011)
Just always be waiting for me. ― J. M. Barrie, Peter Pan, Henry Holt and Co. (BYR); 100 Anv edition (October 1, 2003) Originally published 1911.
The last thing he ever said to me was, “Just always be waiting for me, and then some night you will hear me crowing.” — J. M. Barrie, Peter Pan. Henry Holt and Co. (BYR); 100 Anv edition (October 1, 2003) Originally published 1911.