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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| f8ee60c | This time I did not have to question the source of his snarls and hisses, and of the fear which made him sink his claws into my ankle, unconscious of their effect; for on every side of the chamber the walls were alive with nauseous sound - the verminous slithering of ravenous, gigantic rats. | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| 13df61b | There are vocal qualities peculiar to men, and vocal qualities peculiar to beasts; and it is terrible to hear the one when the source should yield the other. | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| 552949e | Hei! Aa-shanta 'nygh! You are off! Send back earth's gods to their haunts on unknown Kadath, and pray to all space that you may never meet me in my thousand other forms. Farewell, Randolph Carter, and beware; for I am Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos. | epic legendary monster warning | H.P. Lovecraft | |
| 25925b8 | At this horror I sank nearly to the lichened earth, transfixed with a dread not of this nor any world, but only of the mad spaces between the stars. | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| a1ebb0e | All the birds had flown away, save only the great, grotesque penguins. | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| 633fa6b | In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming. | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| 979ae66 | It is said that in Ulthar, which lies beyond the river Skai, no man may kill a cat; and this I can verily believe as I gaze upon him who sitteth purring before the fire. For the cat is cryptic, and close to strange things which men cannot see. He is the soul of antique Aegyptus, and bearer of tales from forgotten cities in Meroe and Ophir. He is the kin of the jungle's lords, and heir to the secrets of hoary and sinister Africa. The Sphinx .. | cats-and-other-myths | H.P. Lovecraft | |
| 5a31033 | A horrible coma call'd living So now in this coma call'd living | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| 69dec07 | Bear in mind closely that I did not see any actual visual horror at the end. | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| 83e1976 | Men of broader intellect know that there is no sharp distinction betwixt the real and the unreal; that all things appear as they do only by virtue of the delicate individual physical and mental media through which we are made conscious of them; but the prosaic materialism of the majority condemns as madness the flashes of super-sight which penetrate the common veil of obvious empiricism. | H. P. Lovecraft | ||
| e557d94 | He talked of his dreams in a strangely poetic fashion; making me see with terrible vividness the damp Cyclopean city of slimy green stone--whose geometry, he oddly said, was all wrong--and hear with frightened expectancy the ceaseless, half-mental calling from underground: "Cthulhu fhtagn", "Cthulhu fhtagn"." | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| ff4ea3e | Everyone is so desensitised that the potency of artfully deployed italics has long been lost. It was good enough for H. P. Lovecraft, but apparently it isn't good enough for the modern world, filled as it is with obtuse bastards. | Jonathan L. Howard | ||
| ae04212 | Once in a while, though, he could not help seeing how shallow, fickle, and meaningless all human aspirations are, and how emptily our real impulses contrast with those pompous ideals we profess to hold. | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| d051a43 | I saw it from that hidden, silent place Where the old wood half shuts the meadow in. It shone through all the sunset's glories - thin At first, but with a slowly brightening face. Night came, and that lone beacon, amber-hued, Beat on my sight as never it did of old; The evening star - but grown a thousandfold More haunting in this hush and solitude. It traced strange pictures on the quivering air - Half-memories that had always filled my e.. | lovecraft poetry star | H.P. Lovecraft | |
| 40d37bf | Wave after wave of cats poured down from the hill as if a vent into a world of cats had been opened, | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| 42b090f | And as I walked by the shallow crystal stream I saw unwonted ripples tipped with yellow light, as if those placid waters were drawn on in resistless currents to strange oceans that are not in the world. Silent and sparkling, bright and baleful, those moon-cursed waters hurried I knew not whither; whilst from the embowered banks white lotos-blossoms fluttered one by one in the opiate night-wind and dropped despairingly into the stream, swirl.. | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| e0296ea | That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die. | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| 2eb402f | My bullshit metre is reading that as false'. | Charlaine Harris | ||
| ab7e972 | Self pity was a drug. I must not become addicted. Self pity is like chocolate, as you get older, you can only afford a little bit. | Charlaine Harris | ||
| 33430a7 | She won't win," Eric said. He sounded confident, passionate--everything I might have hoped would be reassuring. "You're sure?" I asked. "Yes, my lover. I'm sure." "But you're not here," I observed, | Charlaine Harris | ||
| 44f0e96 | Take away the clothes of the greatest living man, his father once told him, and you behold a very embarrassed, naked and defenseless animal. | Clive Cussler | ||
| 2884d55 | A man accepts the thankless burden of responsibility. We women do not. To us, life is a game we play one day at a time. | Clive Cussler | ||
| 3148770 | Dangerous things, books." "Look what it did to your brain." | Clive Cussler | ||
| b593065 | Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, it shows?" Before Jude could answer, Brenna was up, pacing, knocking the heels of her hands against the sides of her, moaning out curses. "I'll have to move away, leave my family. I can go to the west counties. I have some people, on my mother's side, in Galway. No, no, that's not far enough. I'll have to leave the country entirely. I'll go to Chicago and stay with your granny until I get on me feet. She'll take me .. | Nora Roberts | ||
| 609276b | There were toes. Those toes wouldn't be happy piggies. But they didn't have any right to be in the way. | Charlaine Harris | ||
| 0bf4ac3 | Heresy is just philosophy that the establishment doesn't approve of, | Mary Jo Putney | ||
| 9542a5a | Jack was unexpectedly moved when he swore allegiance to the king and country. He had served both for years, could easily have laid down his life. Yet it was different to pledge his loyalty and best efforts toward governing this nation. Dying was easier than making good laws. | Mary Jo Putney | ||
| 164bf6f | I don't know what you hope for in a husband, but if it is to be loved ... well, I think it would be very easy to fall in love with you. | Mary Jo Putney | ||
| a5707ab | La mayoria de las mujeres son extraordinarias. Compensa el hecho de que la mayoria de los hombres no lo sean --solto Alys y, al instante, se mordio la lengua". (de "Pecado y virtud")" | Mary Jo Putney | ||
| abe702d | Children often sang, adults seldom. At what age did the singing stop? | Mary Jo Putney | ||
| e4b3134 | I kicked off my sandals, put my ice-tinkling glass on the small table by my current book. | Charlaine Harris | ||
| a1f3d6e | But that's the thing about mental illness; there's no such thing as a cookie-cutter diagnosis. We're all crazy in our own special way. Some of us just have it worse than others. | Lisa Unger | ||
| 074f09e | He'd been raised to give women what they wanted. 'You can fight,' his father told him. 'You can bitch. If you're a real prick, you can overpower. But the pain over the long haul ... just not worth it, son. Surrender young and happily with fewer scars.' The old man was right about that. | Lisa Unger | ||
| e53d643 | Uselessness, she thought, was the permanent condition of parenthood. | Lisa Unger | ||
| 258c626 | You can put on a mask and a costume for the rest of the world, but you can't hide from the people who changed your diapers. | Lisa Unger | ||
| d734a12 | It was fear. Fear that, after all the years of protecting his health, his heart, his mind, setting bedtimes and boundaries, giving warnings about strangers and looking both ways before crossing the street, it wouldn't be enough. Fear that, as he stood on the threshold of adulthood, forces beyond their control would take him down a path where they could no longer reach him. Fear that he'd be seduced by something ugly and would choose it. And.. | Lisa Unger | ||
| 4ba8953 | When you're young it's easy to confuse passion for love. | passion | Lisa Unger | |
| eeb4fec | You didn't wind up on a pole without a lot of help from your family. | Lisa Unger | ||
| 7783cd2 | The woman I was seems hopelessly naive. I envy her. | Lisa Unger | ||
| 2317048 | Maybe that's all life was, this impossibly complicated helix of choice and accident, things you could control and couldn't. And when the day was done, the only measure of success was how happy you were, how much you loved and were loved. | Lisa Unger | ||
| 77b1d80 | New Rule: Americans have to come up with a better cheese to represent the nation than American cheese. I'm not even sure American cheese is cheese. I think it's aged Jell-O. And it doesn't need to be individually wrapped in plastic, either. You're thinking of condoms. | cheese food humor | Bill Maher | |
| 467bdff | We've been brainwashed into believing that it's a sin to discriminate. But discrimination doesn't mean racism; it means telling unlike things apart. Iowa grandpas and nine-year-old girls from Ohio are simply not looking to visit 'a painful chastisement upon the Western infidels. | Bill Maher | ||
| 6f97cef | New Rule: America has every right ot bitch about gas prices suddenly shooting up. How could we have known? Oh, wait, there was that teensy, tiny thing about being warned constantly over the last forty years but still creating more urban sprawl, failing to build public transport, buying gas-guzzlers, and voting for oil company shills. So, New Rule: Shut the fuck up about gas prices. | gas gas-guzzlers gas-prices humor oil politics urban-sprawl | Bill Maher | |
| 2475477 | New Rule: The Jacksons must trot out at least one family member who doesn't make us all ask, "What went on in that house?" | jackson-family | Bill Maher |