Jun 18, 2025
'Together we are formidable.' 'And on occasion, ill-mannered too,' I said, smiling. 'On occasion,' my sister conceded. 'But only under provocation.'
Alison Goodman, from The Ladies Road Guide to Utter Ruin
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'Together we are formidable.' 'And on occasion, ill-mannered too,' I said, smiling. 'On occasion,' my sister conceded. 'But only under provocation.'
Alison Goodman, from The Ladies Road Guide to Utter Ruin
A comic about some kind of... Movie Cat. (PS I love this so much, here’s couple of videos about it a while back. Pt 1/Pt 2)(PPS Move Cat comic books are up for sale now!)
'We fell in love and it was like . . . you know when all of a sudden there's meaning. Actual true meaning and purpose.' 'Like color in the dark,' Patch said. 'Yes. Exactly yes. Nothing is so dark with them in the world.'
Chris Whitaker, from All the Colors of the Dark
All theorizing is flight. We must be ruled by the situation itself, and this is unutterably particular. Indeed it is something to which we can never get close enough, however hard we may try, as it were, to crawl under the net.
Iris Murdoch, from Under the Net
And now it is almost midnight, the moment when the page of night turns over into day. Almost midnight, the hour when the figure of Death strikes the golden bell of the clock. And what will happen when the clock strikes? Your face announces that you know. Be patient; let us see if you do.
Tanith Lee, from Red as Blood: Tales of the Sisters Grimmer
Arvin didn't know which was worse, the drinking or the praying. As far back as he could remember, it seemed that his father had fought the Devil all the time.
Donald Ray Pollock, from The Devil All the Time
He looked up. The stars, he thought, had been watching him his whole life. They'd seen the whole thing go on and on. Him and the rest of all the people who had ever lived and ever would. It was like living in a museum exhibit or a dollhouse. It was so easy to imagine the hands of some enormous and indifferent God prying the house open and squinting at them as they went about their lives on their circuits like little automatons in an exhibit called The Late Americans. A God with a Gorgon's head peering down in judgment. What were you supposed to do in the face of that? Turn to stone? Fuck. He mattered so little.
Brandon Taylor, from The Late Americans
