She lacks the indefinable charm of weakness. It is the feet of clay that make the gold of the image precious. ― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray. (Modern Library; Modern Library edition June 1, 1998) Originally published June 20th 1890.
God is a feckless thug. — Colman Domingo [Victor Strand] Fear the Walking Dead, “The Diviner” Season 3 Episode 10. September 10, 2017.
I miss you. I love you. There’s no second I’ve lived you can’t call your own. — Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves. (Pantheon, Random House March 7, 2000)
Did I say that she was beautiful? I was wrong. Beauty is too tame a notion; it evokes only faces in magazines. A lovely eloquence, a calming symmetry; none of that describes this woman’s face. So perhaps I should assume I cannot do it justice with words. Suffice it to say that it would break… Continue reading Clive Barker
History prefers legends to men. It prefers nobility to brutality, soaring speeches to quiet deeds. History remembers the battle, but forgets the blood. However history remembers me before I was a President, it shall only remember a fraction of the truth. — Benjamin Walker [Abraham Lincoln] Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter (2012)
My heart shifted a little in my chest; it seemed to swell and beat against my bones until I couldn’t hear. — Ann Aguirre, Enclave. (Feiwel & Friends; 1 edition April 12, 2011)
We’ll never be as young as we are tonight.― Chuck Palahniuk, Rant: The Oral Biography of Buster Casey. (Anchor; Reprint edition May 6, 2008)
I used to think my life was a tragedy, but now I realize it’s a comedy. – Juquin Phoenix [Arthur Fleck] Joker (2019)
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
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