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Here is a list of terrible things, The jaws of sharks, a vultures wings The rabid bite of the dogs of war, The voice of one who went before, But most of all the mirror's gaze, Which counts us out our numbered days. ↗

— Clive Barker

#fantasy #fear #horror #poem #scary

I would request that my body in death be buried not cremated, so that the energy content contained within it gets returned to the earth, so that flora and fauna can dine upon it, just as I have dined upon flora and fauna during my lifetime ↗

— Neil deGrasse Tyson

#earth #science #death

Here she is,” her mum said, cooing at the baby, “my special girl.” “Oh, cheers,” Valkyrie said, rolling her eyes. ↗

— Derek Landy

#sarcasm #special #death

And so we keep on thinking, because the next thought might be the answer. ↗

— Jonah Lehrer

#imagination-reading #thinking #imagination

If you love someone, you're not supposed to want them to come back. Better a peaceful sleep in the earth than the life of a zombie--not really dead but not really alive, either. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love #zombies #death

She stood up and took the book from him, and as he smiled over his shoulder at some other kids, she threw it away and kicked him as hard as she could in the vicinity of the groin. Well, as you might imagine, Ludwig Schmeikl certainly buckled, and on the way down, he was punched in the ear. When he landed, he was set upon. When he was set upon, he was slapped and clawed and obliterated by a girl who was utterly consumed with rage. His skin was so warm and soft. Her knuckles and fingernails were so frighteningly tough, despite their smallness. You Saukerl." Her voice, too, was able to scratch him. "You Arschloch. Can you spell Arschloch for me? ↗

— Markus Zusak

#fight #thief #imagination

I haven't heard anything or seen anything out there that would lead me to believe that all of a sudden there's an unexpected drop in PCs. ↗

— Daniel Morgan

#believe #drop #haven #heard #i

f you take myth and folklore, and these things that speak in symbols, they can be interpreted in so many ways that although the actual image is clear enough, the interpretation is infinitely blurred, a sort of enormous rainbow of every possible colour you could imagine. ↗

— Diana Wynne Jones

#myth #imagination

When it comes to understanding others, we rarely tax our imaginations. ↗

— Lawrence Hill

#imagination

...But the truth is that no person ever understands another, from beginning to end of life, there is no truth that can be known, only the story we imagine to be true, the story they really believe to be true about themselves; and all of them lies. ↗

— Orson Scott Card

#lies #stories #the-truth #imagination