Eat me, drink me; thirsty, cankered, goblin-ridden, I go back and back to him to have his fingers strip the tattered skin away and clothe me in his dress of water, this garment that drenches me, its slithering odour, its capacity for drowning. ― Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories (Vintage, January 1,… Continue reading Angela Carter
‘Forests have secrets,’ he said gently. ‘It’s practically what they’re for. To hide things. To separate one world from another.’ — Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless. (Tor Books; First Edition edition March 29, 2011)
The eye is always caught by light, but shadows have more to say. ― Gregory Maguire, Mirror Mirror. (ReganBooks September 28, 2004) Originally published October 14th 2003.
Here, the walls are made of moon and stars, and each breath is mingled with tender coolness like a shiver from lips to lips. — Pauline Albanese, The Closed Doors. (CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform; 1 edition, October 3, 2015)
The Vale of Soul-Making 