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“Does everyone have to have an obsession?'
'Certainly. It's your choice of one that determines whether you're sane or not.”
― Hell Hound
'Certainly. It's your choice of one that determines whether you're sane or not.”
― Hell Hound
“Trust is the ultimate weakness and a kind of madness.... It may be inevitable that anyone who lives in the town, even I, must become afflicted with moments of trust. It is something one must accept. I have become vulnerable but I still have my courage and my physical strength to rely on.”
― Hell Hound
― Hell Hound
“I’m a person who hesitates before opening a letter; someone whose stomach tightens when the telephone rings. I always expect accusations, announcements of misfortune, the voices of the Furies. Sometimes my fears are justified, although it’s not always immediately apparent.”
― Childgrave
― Childgrave
“leaving behind him the harsh odor of a man unconcerned with the opinions of those who lived in heated rooms.”
― Elizabeth
― Elizabeth
“There is never laughter in this house; only the dull sounds of age and weakness. But I am not weak. I have a strength and resourcefulness that the old woman probably never had.
What are the possibilities of my strength? That is a thought I have never had before. What if some morning as the old woman stood at the head of the staircase she were suddenly to feel a weight thrusting against the back of her legs? What if she were to lunge forward, grasping at the air, striking her thin skull against the edge of a stair? What would become of me if she were found unmoving at the bottom of the stairway?
Someone else would love me, as she has loved me. I’m certain of that. People have a great interest in love. They see it everywhere; probably even in me.”
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What are the possibilities of my strength? That is a thought I have never had before. What if some morning as the old woman stood at the head of the staircase she were suddenly to feel a weight thrusting against the back of her legs? What if she were to lunge forward, grasping at the air, striking her thin skull against the edge of a stair? What would become of me if she were found unmoving at the bottom of the stairway?
Someone else would love me, as she has loved me. I’m certain of that. People have a great interest in love. They see it everywhere; probably even in me.”
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“As Jason drove through the twilight he wondered weather people really could love animals. No, he thought. What they love is themselves; a part of themselves they see reflected in the animal.”
― Hell Hound
― Hell Hound
“I thought it remarkable how similar most poems were to one another even when they had been written centuries apart. Perhaps it was because the behavior of the insane varies little from century to century.”
― Elizabeth
― Elizabeth
