#short

All about us were people. Perhaps a hundred. Men. Experience had taught me that humans were cruelest when segregated by sex, and the cold feeling in the pit of my stomach became led. What had I let myself in for? ↗

— C.S. Friedman

#dark #fear #short-sentences #experience

Nothing will get you into trouble so deep or as sad as faith. ↗

— Rick Bass

#juggernaut-short-story #faith

Neither the cat nor I missed you while you were gone. It's worse than that. We danced the visitor-gone dance, flinging our feet (and paws) with particular glee. You remember the dance - the one you do after shutting the door behind a difficult visitor (like a family member)? You hold your breath for 120 seconds then deadbolt the door, race to the bed, leap on to it and jump, twirl, bell-kick and prance, singing all the while, "she's go-onnne, she's gooo-oonne. ↗

— Melissa Checker

#jack #short #story #family

[...] during one train stop, I watched as another guard with a spirit of empathy, ran out into an apple orchard and picked apples. He carried his jacket like a bag and filled it with apples. The kind German came to our open train window and handed us each an apple. The juicy apple tasted so delicious. I so appreciated that apple and his unusual compassion. ↗

— Oliver Omanson

#food-shortage #nazis #prisoner-of-war #world-war-ii #food

To be a writer you have to be out in the world, you have to risk yourself in the world, you have to be immersed in the world, you have to go out looking for it. This becomes harder as you get older because there's less energy, the days are shorter for older people and it's not so easy to go out and immerse oneself in the world outside. ↗

— V. S. Naipaul

#becomes #days #easy #energy #get

I knew that part of friendship consisted in accepting a friend’s shortcomings, which sometimes included his parents. ↗

— John Knowles

#shortcomings #friendship

I can't imagine what they're planning. But I can tell you two things. We won't like it, and it won't be legal. ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#imagination

Like life is short,” he said. “Like you don’t know when it’s going to end. Like some things, left unsaid, can’t ever be said. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#life

I'm a fan of short horror fiction... in fact, the most memorable horror I've read is of the short variety... but I have a hard time pulling it off myself. ↗

— George Stephen

#fan #fiction #hard #hard time #horror

Love is not all you need. I need time… a lot of it. Love won’t help me forget. It was the reason why I’m like this. It was all the reason behind this pain I am feeling. Because. Of. Love. ↗

— Kristine Cuevas

#hate #love #novella #romance #short-story