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Each of the dancers took a partner, the living with the dead, each to each. Bod reached out his hand and found himself touching fingers with, and gazing into the grey eyes of, the lady in the cobweb dress. She smiled at him. Neil Gaiman
Samuel Beckett quote: "I shall soon be quite dead at last in spite of all."
I shall soon be quite dead at last in spite of all. Samuel Beckett
At first she was overjoyed that he would be with her, but then she recalled that human people could not live under the water, and he could only visit her father's palace as a dead man. Hans Christian Andersen
Andrew indulged in a little fantasy in which his father dropped dead, gunned down by an invisible sniper. Andrew visualised himself patting his sobbing mother on the back while he telephoned the undertaker. He had a cigarette in his mouth as he ordered the cheapest coffin. J. K. Rowling
Possessing perfect knowledge I hover above him as he hacks me to bits. I see his rough childhood. I see his mother doing something horrid to him with a broomstick. I see the hate in his heart and the people he has yet to kill before pneumonia gets him at eighty-three. I see the dead kid’s mom unable to sleep, pounding her fists against her face in grief at the moment I was burying her son’s hand. I see the pain I’ve caused. I see the man I could have been, and the man I was, and then... George Saunders
Perhaps there is really nothing else when everything is falling to pieces, I think, except this bit of togetherness and even that is a sweet deception, for when someone else really needs you you cannot follow him or stand by him. I have noticed that often enough in the war when I looked into the face of a dead comrade. Each one of us has his own death and must suffer it alone; no one can help him then. Erich Maria Remarque
J. P. Donleavy quote: "When I'm dead, I hope it may be said: his sins were scarlet,..."
When I'm dead, I hope it may be said: his sins were scarlet, but his books were read. J. P. Donleavy
F. Scott Fitzgerald quote: "Blessed are the dead that the rain falls on."
Blessed are the dead that the rain falls on. F. Scott Fitzgerald
It seems reckless, even perverse, to spend so much time and effort nurturing such a deadly thing...Ernie and Pooka seek to understand death and to master their fear of it by domesticating it in the form of the brugmansia. Dean Koontz
Erik Larson quote: "Leaves hung in the stillness like hands of the newly dead."
Leaves hung in the stillness like hands of the newly dead. Erik Larson
Bram Stoker quote: "Alone with the dead, I dare not go out!"
Alone with the dead, I dare not go out! Bram Stoker
Stephen King quote: "And then the car was beside him, not idling but panting like a..."
And then the car was beside him, not idling but panting like a deadly animal which may or may not be tamed. Stephen King
In a Cafe"I watched a man in a cafe fold a slice of bread as if he were folding a birth certificate or looking at the photograph of a dead lover. Richard Brautigan
It is important to grasp that boredom is one of the most common - and undesirable - consequences of 'unicameralism'. Boredom is a feeling of being 'dead inside'; that is to say, loss of contact with our instincts and feelings. Colin Wilson
There are people, primarily women!--who are what I call 'conduits of emotion.' In their company, the half dead can come alive. They need not be beautiful women or girls. It's a matter of blood warmth. The integrity of the spirit." He turned the page of his sketch pad and began anew, whistling thinly through his teeth."Thus an icy-cold soul, in the presence of one so blessed, can regain something of his lost self. Sometimes! Joyce Carol Oates

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