There seemed a deep sense of life and joy about all; and although no airs blew from out the Heavens, yet everything had motion through the gentle sweepings to and fro of innumberable butterflies, that might have been mistaken for tullips with wings. ― Edgar Allan Poe, from “The Island of the Fay,” The Fall… Continue reading Edgar Allan Poe
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)
What is normal? Normal is only ordinary; mediocre. Life belongs to the rare, exceptional individual who dares to be different. ― V. C. Andrews, My Sweet Audrina. (Pocket Books, September 15, 1990) Originally published 1982.
Overhead the birds are calling, their cries seeming to fill the air. As I watch, they rise, flinging their bodies against the sky, intent upon the moment, spinning and turning like embers or smoke upon the air. I envy them, this life of theirs, the way they live so free of themselves, they are without… Continue reading James Bradley
You may fancy a glimpse of the abyss where I grovelled! ― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights. (Thomas Cautley Newby December 1847)
I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things which I dare not confess to my own soul. — Bram Stoker, Dracula. (W. W. Norton & Company; 1st edition, December 17, 1996) Originally published May 26th 1897.
I want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot. ― Bram Stoker, Dracula. (W. W. Norton & Company; 1st edition, December 17, 1996) Originally published May 26th 1897.
