Grace

“I have been in love with no one”
― J. Sheridan Le Fanu, Carmilla

“Every time I feel like I’m getting just a tiny bit ahead in my life, something happens to slap me down again. Maybe the common denominator is me.”
― Sophie Lark, There Are No Saints

“languor”
― J. Sheridan Le Fanu, Carmilla

“Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer—both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams . . .” I smile to myself. Poor little Mara is not impervious to nightmares, whatever she may pretend during the daylight hours. I pick up the next novel on the stack, Prometheus Illbound, and let it fall open to a dog-eared page. Here she’s marked: I do not love men: I love what devours them.”
― Sophie Lark, There Are No Saints