American colonies were as much a dumping ground as an escape, a forgetting place.
Gray February skies, misty white sands, black rocks, and the sea seemed black too, like a monochrome photograph, with only the girl in the yellow raincoat adding any color to the world.
We should do our best to satisfy your interests in stories and books and the world. There are libraries.
Madame Semele seemed torn between her desire to threaten and to cajole, and the emotions chased each other so nakedly across her face that she seemed almost to vibrate with the effort of keeping them in check.
She did not care. What are knife-cuts to a corpse?
Now me,” said Mr. Vandemar. “What number am I thinking of?” “I beg your pardon?” “What number am I thinking of?” repeated Mr. Vandemar. “It’s between one and a lot,” he added, helpfully. “Seven,” said the Marquis. Mr. Vandemar nodded, impressed.
Stay here with us,” said the voice from the figure at the end of the room. “We will listen to you and play with you and laugh with you. Your other mother will build whole worlds for you to explore, and tear them down every night when you are done.
Death is the great democracy.
And now it was three o’clock. The Antichrist had been on Earth for fifteen hours, and one angel and one demon had been drinking solidly for three of them.
And her eyes... Richard realised that he could not tell what colour her eyes were. They were not blue, or green, or brown, or grey; they reminded him of fire opals: there were burning greens and blues, and even reds and yellows that vanished and glinted as she moved.
So is it short for Doreen?” he asked. “What?” “Your name.” “No. It’s just Door.” “How do you spell it?” “D-o-o-r. Like something you walk through to go places.” “Oh.” He had to say something, so he said: “What kind of a name is Door, then?” And she looked at him with her odd-colored eyes, and she said, “My name.” Then she went back to Jane Austen.
It is something to which I have given much thought, but about which I have come to no conclusions.
I hate to say this, but it is my experience that when a doctor goes to the bad, he is a fouler and darker creature than the worst cut-throat.
Your boy will break it, or waste it, or lose it. They all do.” “Nonetheless,” said the star, “he has my heart.
Nessuno che sia minimamente ragionevole crede ai fantasmi. Sono tutti dei gran bugiardi.
If the Lord gives you a talent toe skill, you have an obligation to use it as best as you can.
And the tiger opened his mouth and grinned like a hungry god, which is how tigers grin.
My first piece of advice is this: Ignore all advice.
A hundred men, women and children died on that voyage and were dropped over the side; and some of the captives who were dropped over the side had not yet died, but the green chill of the ocean cooled their final fever and they went down flailing, choking, lost.
I was sad not to have won thousand of pounds. I already new what I would buy with it. I would buy a place to go and be alone.