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Superpowers don’t always make you a superhero.
Michael Grant -
Throughout the shadowy world of ghosts and demons there is no figure so terrible, no figure so dreaded and abhorred, yet dight with such fearful fascination, as the vampire, who is himself neither ghost nor demon, but yet who partakes the dark natures and and possesses the mysterious and terrible qualities of both.
Montague Summers -
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.T.S. Eliot -
A fine glass vase goes from treasure to trash, the moment it is broken. Fortunately, something else happens to you and me. Pick up your pieces. Then, help me gather mine.
Vera Nazarian -
every mouth you’ve ever kissed
was just practice
all the bodies you’ve ever undressed
and ploughed in to
were preparing you for me.
i don’t mind tasting them in the
memory of your mouth
they were a long hall way
a door half open
a single suit case still on the conveyor belt
was it a long journey?
did it take you long to find me?
you’re here now,
welcome home.Warsan Shire -
“I actually hate Christmas,“ says Eileen. "Everybody has this idea you have to have a good time, like happiness comes in a ruddy packet.” Her face is flushed with heat. “One time, I stayed in bed all day. That was one of my best Christmases.”
Rachel Joyce -
Thanks for being my best friend and making my life bearable. Oh, and sorry I fell in love with you for a while there.
Leigh Bardugo -
Piece of cake really – Enforcers, crazy psychopath dude with giant laser rail guns, throw in a few bounty hunters, a couple torture experts – sounds great, I really can’t wait can you?
JJ Snow -
The most significant gifts are the ones most easily overlooked. Small, everyday blessings: woods, health, music, laughter, memories, books, family, friends, second chances, warm fireplaces, and all the footprints scattered throughout our days
Sue Monk Kidd -
I looked down at the loaves on the baking stone, which, just as before, carried in their crusts the overwhelming illusion of dark eyes, upturned noses, fissured mouths.
Upon closer inspection, these faces were different from the last loaf’s. They were disturbing. Their eyes squinted merrily and their mouths curled into ragged, jack-o’-lantern grins.
The bread knife was the solution to all my problems. I sawed and sawed and sawed until the faces were no more.
Robin Sloane
