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“The Four Horsemen ride at Dreamland.”
― S.E. Stitcher, The Doomsday Butcher

“We have magic you do not dream of.” That was Janet, although Mary could not see the diminutive witch.”
― Susan Rowland, The Swan Lake Murders

“He dropped the phone back onto its cradle, began to turn around and felt a sudden ice-cold furrow open up in his side. Strength drained from his legs, and a moment later he sank to his knees. There was warmth now that ran over the initial and persistent cold.

Mohammed was confused, and barely noticed the briefcase being removed from his grip. He heard the click of a cell phone opening, and a soft beeping as a number was dialed.

'The package is in my possession,' a female voice said, and the phone clicked shut.”
― R.D. Ronald, The Zombie Room

“Every storm runs out of rain.”
― JoDee Neathery, Wings Against The Wind

“A slither to my right. It reminded me that people weren’t the only danger out here. Hopefully, what I thought were silent steps were thunderous to the desert snakes.”
― Murray Bailey, The Prisoner of Acre

“The music felt like a special gift from Ted, a view into his soul.”
― Marcia Breece, The Last Bottle

“The absurd man will not commit suicide; he wants to live, without relinquishing any of his certainty, without a future, without hope, without illusions … and without resignation either. He stares at death with passionate attention and this fascination liberates him. He experiences the “divine irresponsibility” of the condemned man.”
― Jean Paul Sartre

“مايؤلمني في الموت هو ألا أموت حبا”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

“it was through a process of repeated blasphemy that Christians and Jews evolved and grew into modernity. That is what art did. That is what science did. And yes, that is what irreverent satire did. The”
― Ayaan Hirsi Ali, Heretic: Why Islam Needs a Reformation Now

“and women were fashioned anew from those that were thrown by a woman. And so our race is a hard one; we work by the sweat of our brow, [415] and bear the unmistakable marks of our stony origin.”
― Ovid, Metamorphoses

“And that wreched creature without hands or feet, who had to be put to bed and fed like a child, that pitiable remnant of a man, whose almost vanished life was nothing more than one scream of pain, cried out in furious indignation: 'What a fool one must be to go and kill oneself!' " - 'Joy of Life”
― Emile Zola

“The squirrels on campus were beyond domestic; they were practically domestically abusive.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Fangirl