T.H. Cini > Quotes

“You know something. Life really is too short. We need to focus on the beautiful things in life, not their miseries. Life’s-end for one person doesn’t define them. It’s the memories that they make while they’re alive.”
― T.H. Cini

“You know something. Life really is too short. We need to focus on the beautiful things in life, not its miseries. Life’s-end for one person doesn’t define them. It’s the memories that they make while they’re alive.”
― T.H. Cini, In Amongst the Cornfields and Other Stories

“There was no number on the door. I heard whispering. I stood in the middle of the hall, with my right ear turned toward the room. I listened as if it were speaking to me. The whispering became intoxicating.”
― T.H. Cini, Tales of the Other Side

“Peter could hear the heavy breathing of this strange man, who was closer than he thought. He recognized that familiar low rattle that he heard the day before. It sounded like a wolfs low growl before it was to attack which was when his curiosity turned to fear.”
― T.H. Cini, In Amongst the Cornfields and Other Stories

“Peter was fascinated by this strange man who emerged from the shed. He couldn’t see him, but he could hear his low grunts and the rustling of the stalks as he passed.”
― T.H. Cini, In Amongst the Cornfields and Other Stories

“There were moments when the Marchesa would look away briefly, not focusing on any one thing but simply, gazing far off into the distance. That was when he could detect her weaknesses, her insecurities. It was in those micro-moments that he realized how mentally frail the woman was and that perhaps, she wasn’t as strong as she led on.”
― T.H. Cini, The Dream-Escape

“I stood still for a moment, attending carefully when I saw the same figure again in front of the church, heading towards the corners. I lurched forward but tripped. I then saw black.”
― T.H. Cini, In Amongst the Cornfields and Other Stories

“It seemed absurd that he would fall in love with a woman in a dream. It almost sounds like he was escaping his conscious state to be with Ana.”
― T.H. Cini, The Dream-Escape

“The click, clack of the typewriter weakened as I casually strolled through the forest. I stopped for a moment, turned back to study the cottage and the faint light in the window. I felt sad for the man because whatever it was that he was smiling about, whatever it was that he was typing, was disappearing with every stroke of the key.”
― T.H. Cini, Tales of the Witching Hour: Including: The Man in the Fedora Hat

“. . . I still strolled casually, leisurely, towards the balloon. It was quite an eerie feeling with it just hanging there as if an invisible person were holding the string, which is why I approached it slowly.”
― T.H. Cini, Tales of the Witching Hour: Including: The Man in the Fedora Hat

“As I peeked into the front window, I could see a side view of Mrs. Crandall holding up a mirror and talking to herself. I placed my hand over my mouth as to not laugh out loud, but the need to conceal my giggle quickly changed to shock when she turned her back, exposing the mirror. The image on the mirror was not of her.”
― T.H. Cini, Tales of the Other Side

“You know something. Life really is too short. We need to focus on the beautiful things in life, not their miseries. Life’s-end for one person doesn’t define them. It’s the memories that they make while they’re alive.”

T.H. Cini
From the book, In Amongst the Cornfields and Other Stories – The Lost Letter of Geraldine Thompson”
― T.H. Cini, In Amongst the Cornfields and Other Stories

“It was unusually cold in that corner of the parlor no matter what time of year or season. You see, my wife was always mystified by that corner and for the longest time was convinced that there was something … on the other side.”
― T.H. Cini, Tales of the Other Side

“As I came closer, he didn’t acknowledge my footsteps at all. A creepiness came over me. It almost felt like I was approaching a ghost.”
― T.H. Cini, Tales of the Witching Hour: Including: The Man in the Fedora Hat