Something Wicked Quotes

“When we lay together, she showed me her soul, and I showed her mine, and they were the same. As you can imagine, mine was battered and bruised, tarnished like ancient metal. She scrubbed it clean. I cannot deny my own soul any more than I can deny she held it in her hands for a time.”
― Carol Oates, Something Wicked

“The demon blood inside me burned my soul to ashes long ago.
I am a monster who once dreamed he was a man. Never mistake
me again.”
― Carol Oates, Something Wicked

“Help me,” I sobbed. “I beg you, help me.” My eyes burned, but
no tears came. I had lost the basic human ability to weep. Human…I
am no longer human. “Destroy me. Take pity and send me on my way.”
― Carol Oates, Something Wicked

“The city reeked of death, and the savages that resided within its imposing starkness existed in fear of their lives. They had been shocked by the recent bloody Whitechapel murders, as if starvation, disease, moral degradation, and perpetual smog drowning all color in gray wasn’t enough to bring home the pathetic reality of their miserable existence. The police were no nearer to capturing the monster that lurked in the crevices, and London seemed stiller in the dark, the streets devoid of hope.”
― Carol Oates, Something Wicked

“Art serves a purpose. It expands our horizons, frees our minds, and opens us up to new experiences. It opens the imagination. All these great discoveries of our time — without the desire to reach beyond our boundaries, we would be forever stagnant. The folly is in closing one’s eyes and not recognizing it.”
― Carol Oates, Something Wicked