Cassandra

“Scaling little ladders with glue pots and pails of lysol. I crawl like an ant in mourning over the weedy acres of your brow to mend the immense skull-plates and clear the bald, white tumuli of your eyes. A blue sky out of Oresteia....”
― Sylvia Plath, The Colossus and Other Poems

“The scariest haunted houses are always the ones in which you are the ghost.”
― Alice Feeney, Rock Paper Scissors

“I'll wrap you in silks to make you pretty if you refuse then more's the pity The silk-voice warbled through the wood The best bird-song didn't seem so good.”
― Rg Gregory

“Death makes Angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as Ravens claws”
― Jim Morrison, An American Prayer