H. Everend > H.'s Quotes

“Loneliness is a storm.
Not something relaxing, the pitter patter and distant rumble.
But the annoying pre-storm, wherein lives are boring, and not satisfying.

Hello?
Oh, the car crashed.
It’s sad, that’s so abrasive.
There are no voices in my head anymore,
But I’d welcome the company, you know.

Good thing I have nothing to hide,
So I’ll wait for you, and them.
~”
― L.P. Cowling, PFI: Poetry Collection

“The whispers of dreams she thought would never come to fruition danced just along the edges of her consciousness.”
― Sabrina Voerman, HorrorScope: A Zodiac Anthology

“He was perfection incarnate.”
― Sabrina Voerman, HorrorScope: A Zodiac Anthology

“Everyone had something to look back on and keep them up at night, memories that taunted and swirled through their mind, haunting them.”
― Sabrina Voerman, Æsa

“Stacy wasn't certain; she'd never bothered to pay attention to details like that, and was always regretting it, the half knowing, which felt worse than not knowing at all, the constant sense that she had things partly right, but not right enough to make a difference.”
― Scott B. Smith, The Ruins

“Trying to remember things.” It was what people did, Amy had decided, as they waited for death; they lay there struggling to remember the details of their lives, all the events that had seemed so impossible to forget while they were being suffered through, the things tasted and smelled and heard, the thoughts that had felt like revelations, and now Jeff was doing this, too. He’d given up. They weren’t going to survive this place; they were going to end just like Henrich, shot full of arrows, the vines coiling and flowering around their bones.”
― Scott B. Smith, The Ruins

“It waits till we’re weak before it reveals its strength.”
― Scott B. Smith, The Ruins

“Maybe there isn’t a way,” he said. “Maybe all we can do is wait and hope and endure for as long as we’re able. The food will run out. Our bodies will fail. And the vine will do whatever it’s going to do.”
― Scott B. Smith, The Ruins