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  • #1
    “Not all the magic of earth is benevolent.”
    Alden Bell

  • #2
    “God is a slick god. Temple Knows. She knows because of all the crackerjack miracles still to be seen on this ruined globe.”
    Alden Bell, The Reapers are the Angels

  • #3
    Richard Calder
    “Today the city melted in a heat wave. The crystal skyscrapers glittered like knives (this is a city of knives), steel-and-glass blades inlaid with the reflections of other knives, mirrors within mirrors within mirrors, knives that thrust up at the scorched clouds, presaging that evening's little death… As always, beneath the vaulted brilliance the infernal shadows of the streets were filled with the phantoms of murdered girls.”
    Richard Calder, Dead Girls, Dead Boys, Dead Things

  • #4
    Ben Loory
    “Until finally he sees-- as it lies all around him-- the truth: it is space that makes stars.”
    Ben Loory

  • #5
    Henry Van Dyke
    “Time is
    Too Slow for those who Wait,
    Too Swift for those who Fear,
    Too Long for those who Grieve,
    Too Short for those who Rejoice;
    But for those who Love,
    Time is not.”
    Henry van Dyke, Music and Other Poems

  • #6
    Carol Shields
    “Write the book you want to read, the one you cannot find.”
    Carol Shields

  • #7
    Dylan Thomas
    “Do not go gentle into that good night.
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”
    Dylan Thomas, In Country Sleep, and Other Poems

  • #8
    Tennessee Williams
    “If I got rid of my demons, I’d lose my angels.”
    Tennessee Williams, Conversations With Tennessee Williams

  • #9
    Tennessee Williams
    “If the writing is honest it cannot be separated from the man who wrote it.”
    Tennessee Williams

  • #10
    George R.R. Martin
    “My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.”
    George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

  • #11
    Robert Bloch
    “Despite my ghoulish reputation, I really have the heart of a small boy. I keep it in a jar on my desk.”
    Robert Bloch

  • #12
    Gary Provost
    “This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals–sounds that say listen to this, it is important.”
    Gary Provost



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