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Such a man has a double existence: he may suffer misery and be overwhelmed by disappointments, yet when he has retired into himself, he will be like a celestial spirit that has a halo around him, within whose circle no grief or folly ventures.
Hunters have told me about the church. About the gods, and their love. But… do the gods love their creations?
Laura Sheridan
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roman god of wealth and the underworld
I do not tolerate a world emptied of you.
The Raven (Lew Landers, 1935)
Do not be dismayed to learn there is a bit of the devil in you. There is a bit of the devil in us all.
Arthur Byron Cover
The Death’s Head Hawk Moth. An illustrated natural history of British butterflies and moths. 19th century.
Internet Archive
Some of my skulls - part 3.
endless list of favorites:
FRANKENSTEIN (Mary Shelley)
I do know that for the sympathy of one living being, I would make peace with all. I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.
What goes too long unchanged destroys itself. The forest is forever because it dies and dies and so lives.
—Tales From Earthsea: Dragonfly, by Ursula Le Guin
The Dream of Eleanor (1795) - Vincenz Georg Kininger
Shirley Jackson’s The Haunting of Hill House was published sixty years ago today. The novel begins with one of the best openings I have ever read:
“No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.”
Sleepy Hollow (1999) dir. Tim Burton
The horseman comes, and tonight he comes for you. (Sleepy Hollow, Tim Burton, 1999)