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“Although it was only a single instrument, each note had the peculiar echoed quality of a thousand harmonics voiced together. There was a whisper behind the strongest note and a shout beneath the softest, and they sang of far off places in long forgotten times. There were no words, but the images of ancient pride, noble heritage, and castles in the sand were imagined from the progression. This was the song that would be played at the birth of a nation, full of hope and promise of better days ahead. This was the song of the end of days with all love and longing lost beyond recall or desire. Farris could see this song playing at her wedding, or her funeral, as a herald of joy and sorrow. She found tears in her eyes and heard herself laugh, and she couldn’t say why she was doing either. Her skin was tense and covered with goosebumps, and she shivered with pleasure.”
― The First Man: An Enlightened Journey
― The First Man: An Enlightened Journey
“It wasn’t Google Chrome, Firefox, Tor, Safari, or even the dreaded Internet Explorer”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“But the quickest way to a man's heart is also the quickest way to make him lose half his brain cells”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“What the fuck? You're trying to stop an important scientific mission, because you had a bad dream (‘dream’ was pronounced ‘dweam’)?”
― Alphabet Soup: Horror Stories for the Tormented Soul
― Alphabet Soup: Horror Stories for the Tormented Soul
“She was a witch who put me under her spell, a demon who had claimed my soul.”
― 54 Sleepless Nights: 50+ Monsters, Murders, Demons, and Ghosts. Short Horror Stories and Legends.
― 54 Sleepless Nights: 50+ Monsters, Murders, Demons, and Ghosts. Short Horror Stories and Legends.
“I found the one who valued his greed over human dignity”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“The voice I heard on the edge of death is the same which inspired my ancestors to write their verse: a further puzzle piece in the enigma of creation”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“That’s why I’m done being quiet and submissive. If you allow yourself to be constrained by social norms, you’re never going to win a race against someone who isn’t similarly burdened”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“Jessica, the kind of girl who makes smart men do stupid things, asked me as we parked.”
― 52 Sleepless Nights
― 52 Sleepless Nights
“Yet however trying they are, it's in these moments of deep sadness that I feel most like myself. I've hurt for so long that I've forgotten what it feels like to be happy. My pain has swallowed me; it has become me. I hurt, therefore I am”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“some cultures believe that a shooting, or fallen, star is a soul being released from purgatory−sent to heaven− finally given their eternal happiness”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“When Marla didn't want to talk about something she always made sure her mouth was otherwise occupied. And Marla wasn't much for talking”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“Once pain has passed, it no longer exists. Once life has passed, pain is no longer possible”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“I was too busy watching a derogatory cartoon on the television about a drunk scientist and an idiot child who got into all types of crazy situations”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“the human is offered a choice: they can get revenge on me, or they can accept their pain and continue their journey”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“How could I be absolved by killing an innocent”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“I was a coward, pure and simple. And it was my fault what happened next”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“There are some things you just have to ask even if you don’t want to know the answer”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“I saw the blood leaking out from Mom’s closed door after I left the bathroom. I had to stay with my grandmother for a week after that. There wasn’t any blood when I got home, and I haven’t seen Dad since. I still don’t know if the monster that night. When I told the story to some friends at school, they said Raleigha must have killed him. My friends were all terrified of monsters after that, but that’s just because they didn’t understand.”
― 52 Sleepless Nights
― 52 Sleepless Nights
“I do not believe it is within my nature to torture anyone”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“Welcome to Hell. Would you like to: 1) Remain Human. You will be tortured by those who became Demons. 2) Become a Demon. You will torture those who remained Human. P.S. If there aren’t enough people to volunteer to remain Human, they will be chosen randomly”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“Bloodied, sickened, broken down, we tarry while we may. For though life has wearied us, from death there’s no escape. One prayer, one stand, one wild charge, before it is too late, For though dark and dreary thus, there’s nothing left to hate”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“To wait and to pray, that next time I will find the strength to make my own choices, not rely on God”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“One life is enough to be forgotten by Heaven. But one death is not enough to be forgiven by Hell”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“Time makes a wound fester and rot, magnifying the pain into brooding despair”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“she was the perfect version of what she was. In life, that's all anyone can aspire to be”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“Sympathy is wasted on the dead”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“I had nothing to live for, nothing to lose, nothing to come back to”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“It should’ve been me”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
“He couldn’t do anything because he felt like shit. He felt like shit because he couldn’t do anything. And on and on, doubts feeding doubts. Hating her and loving her, and then hating himself for both”
― Brutal Bedtime Stories
― Brutal Bedtime Stories





