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“Not all of them who waded into the waters of Lethe found it necessary to take a bath in it, but there were enough—kids who had made dreams their protein.”
― Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot

“He took a honk off the bottle of Dawson’s that had been resting comfortably against the bulge of his crotch”
― Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot

“Every grudge, if it is to stand the test of time, relies on the certainty of a selective memory.”
― A.M. Shine, The Watchers

“His teeth are those of a carnivore. When he bares them in a smile, it gives one the impression of an animal snarling. His face is white, for he despises the sun, eschews the out-of-doors. He has astonishingly green eyes, which seem to possess an inner light of their own. His forehead is broad, his hair and short-trimmed beard jet black. Despite his handsomeness, his is a frightening visage, the face of some demon who has taken on a human aspect”
― Richard Matheson, Hell House

“What is it, Mr. Bannerman?” The woman detective looked like a possum. Very tired.”
― Catriona Ward, The Last House on Needless Street

“Thoughts are a door that the dead walk through.”
― Catriona Ward, The Last House on Needless Street

“I need an unattractive man to run the stable,’ he told Barnabas. ‘Your cousin Jude would do well,’ the priest had said.”
― Ottessa Moshfegh, Lapvona

“Would God I could awaken For a dream I know not how, And my soul is sorely shaken Lest an evil step be taken,— Lest the dead who is forsaken May not be happy now. Edgar Allan Poe “Bridal Ballad”
― Jonathan Janz, The Dismembered

“skin, the long, slender neck,”
― Jonathan Janz, The Dismembered

“it was her uncanny resemblance to my ex-wife. The supple pink skin, the long, slender neck,”
― Jonathan Janz, The Dismembered

“Violet whirled in her seat. “Go to hell, Jimmy.” “Ah, we’re here,” Hubert said.”
― Jonathan Janz, The Dismembered

“There was simply no preparation in life for the determined madness of others.”
― Adam Nevill, The Ritual

“Karras moved slowly to the foot of the bed, where he stopped and then listened to the quiet rumbling of diarrhetic voiding into plastic pants.”
― William Peter Blatty, The Exorcist

“Chris swabbed Regan’s arm. “Now, get out!” Karras ordered as he poked the hypodermic needle into wasted flesh.”
― William Peter Blatty, The Exorcist

“You have to be completely unimaginative to sit down without fear in a fuel-filled capsule. One second you’re firmly ensconced in everyday life and thinking about dinner and your tax return, the next you’re wedged in deformed metal while the flames devour you, and all that lies between the one state and the other is a clumsy turn of the steering wheel, half a second of inattention. But I didn’t want to be someone who can’t cope with everyday life. People have simply agreed that driving a car is something harmless.”
― Daniel Kehlmann, You Should Have Left

“They watched the rain pour from the eaves of their tin roofs to wear away the mud below and saw in this the promise of their own slow annihilation, their fates tied inextricably to the land they or some long-lost forebear had claimed.”
― Andy Davidson, The Boatman's Daughter

“He prayed, as people long bereft of belief will pray, the belief having lain dormant, awaiting some moment of terror such as this to germinate it, to bring forth a shoot so delicate and small and dear.”
― Andy Davidson, The Boatman's Daughter

“She died.”
― Andy Davidson, The Boatman's Daughter

“Riddle put his hand over the man’s mouth and nose, almost gently, felt the sputter of his breath, the dampness of his face. “We should of been friends,” Riddle said. He pinched the nose and clamped the mouth shut, and when the man began to struggle, Riddle dropped to his knees and put his whole weight into the task, and he felt the man beneath him wanting not to die, the muscles tensing, the body pushing against him with everything it had, and it was almost a kind of miracle healing, like bringing a man back from the dead instead of sending him there, the way the biker’s broken body fought against the end. Finally, the fight went out, and the man lay still beneath the constable’s hand.”
― Andy Davidson, The Boatman's Daughter

“This,” she said, picking up the head, a runnel of blood and tissue and the candy-pink mouth yet open, “is the only way to deal with a snake.”
― Andy Davidson, The Boatman's Daughter

“There were few things in life Julie Crews enjoyed more than bachelorette parties. They were, by design, one of those rare events where women weren’t just permitted but encouraged to throw off their inhibitions. No matter the amount of booze or the quantity of strippers, the drugs or the homoerotic shenanigans, the shrieking, the woo-girling, the balloon penises, the everything, it was all waved away as girls being girls, a bacchanal of the stupid, like oblations for a twenty-first-century neon Dionysus.”
― Cassandra Khaw, The Dead Take the A Train