#my

How shall I typify what happened? Passion play? Somewhat. Weird tale? Indubitably. Horror story? Pretty close. Grotesque melodrama? Certainly. Black comedy? Your point of view will determine that. Perhaps it was a combination of them all... So, to the story. A chronicle of greed and cruelty, horror and rapacity, sadism and murder. Love, American style. ↗

— Richard Matheson

#love

And so back to Cassie: who was she? Part of the deception; just a friend or something else…perhaps it was time to find out. ↗

— Melanie Cusick-Jones

#love #mystery #love

Everyone defends his treasure, and will do so automatically.The real questions are, what do you treasure, and how much do you treasure it? Once you have learned to consider these questions and to bring them into all your actions, you will have little difficulty in clarifying the means. The means are available whenever you ask. You can, however, save time if you do not protract this step unduly. The correct focus will shorten it immeasurably. ↗

— Helen Shucman

#ask #asking-for-directions #focus #focusing #inspirational

If the enemy is a significant part of your body, then how do you destroy it without killing yourself? ↗

— Toba Beta

#killing #love #love

Either I’ve got a wart on my nose they find curious, or I’ve grown a tail, Albie Merani muttered to himself. Just then he thought. I’d better get a move on, got work to do. He hurried across to some stairs, heading down deeper into station, then followed the signs to the pod station. ↗

— R.W. Rivers

#crime-fiction #crime-thriller #gold #love #mystery-thriller

Compare with me, ye women, if you can ↗

— Anne Bradstreet

#love #to-my-loving-husband #women #love

Never much of a fantasy fan, I knew one thing for certain: Odell Greenry loved Precious every bit as much as Gollum loved his “precious.” And while both objects of obsession could be possessed neither could be mastered. ↗

— Mandy Broughton

#love

The love of money can do wicked things to one's soul. ↗

— Jules Haigler

#mystery-novels #mystery-series #mystery-suspense #love

And why is Saint Paula a Saint? She dumps her four kids at a convent. She runs off to Hajira with Saint Jerome. How is that a saint? You’ve got shitty mothers all over America who would love to dump their kids and travel. ↗

— Amy Bloom

#saint-paula #where-the-god-of-love-hangs-out #love