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“Tis the night—the night
Of the grave's delight,
And the warlocks are at their play;
Ye think that without,
The wild winds shout,
But no, it is they—it is they!”
― Arthur Cleveland Coxe, Halloween: A Romaunt

“If anyone were to claim greater happiness in their careers than I do in poking about sunlit wildwoods for faerie footprints, I should not believe it.”
― Heather Fawcett, Emily Wilde's Encyclopaedia of Faeries

“If you happen to pass by 84 Charing Cross Road, kiss it for me? I owe it so much.”
― Helene Hanff, 84, Charing Cross Road

“I almost laughed. “You would rather me eat your heart than look away in disgust?”
“Of course,” he breathed. “Every time.”
― Ava Reid, Juniper & Thorn

“I know as well as you that magic is the oldest paradox. The more power it gives you, the weaker you become.”
― Rachel Gillig, Two Twisted Crowns

“Do you think I am an automaton? — a machine without feelings? and can bear to have my morsel of bread snatched from my lips, and my drop of living water dashed from my cup? Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong! — I have as much soul as you — and full as much heart! And if God had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, I should have made it as hard for you to leave me, as it is now for me to leave you. I am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh: it is my spirit that addresses your spirit; just as if both had passed through the grave, and we stood at God's feet, equal — as we are!”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

“Dead men tell no tales, Mary.”
― Daphne duMaurier, Jamaica Inn

“Why are you sitting here beside me, then?'
'Because I want to; because I must; because now and forever more this is where I belong to be.”
― Daphne du Maurier, Jamaica Inn

“Trust you? Good God, of course I trust you. It's you who won't trust me, you damned little fool.'" He laughed silently, and bent down to her, putting his arms round her, and he kissed her then as he had kissed her in Launceston, but deliberately now, with anger and exasperation. "Play your own game by yourself, then, and leave me to play mine," he told her. 'If you must be a boy, I can't stop you, but for the sake of your face, which I have kissed, and shall kiss again, keep away from danger.”
― Daphne du Maurier, Jamaica Inn

“She has done for me at last, Rachel my torment.”
― Daphne du Maurier, My Cousin Rachel

“I am no traveller, you are my world.”
― Daphne du Maurier, My Cousin Rachel

“How soft and gentle her name sounds when I whisper it. It lingers on the tongue, insidious and slow, almost like poison, which is apt indeed. It passes from the tongue to the parched lips, and from the lips back to the heart. And the heart controls the body, and the mind also. Shall I be free of it one day?”
― Daphne du Maurier, My Cousin Rachel

“I think we are just insects, we live a bit and then die and that’s the lot. There’s no mercy in things. There’s not even a Great Beyond. There’s nothing.”
― John Fowles, The Collector

“We all want things we can't have. Being a decent human being is accepting that.”
― John Fowles, The Collector

“It is me. I am his madness. For years he's been looking for something to put his madness into. And he found me.”
― John Fowles, The Collector

“When you draw something it lives and when you photograph it it dies.”
― John Fowles, The Collector

“He succeeded in being considered totally uninteresting. People left him alone. And that was all he wanted.”
― Patrick Suskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

“Odors have a power of persuasion stronger than that of words, appearances, emotions, or will. The persuasive power of an odor cannot be fended off, it enters into us like breath into our lungs, it fills us up, imbues us totally. There is no remedy for it.”
― Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

“I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
― L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

“I don't know, I don't want to talk as much. (...) It's nicer to think dear, pretty thoughts and keep them in one's heart, like treasures. I don't like to have them laughed at or wondered over.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

“You understand now... how simple life becomes when things like mirrors are forgotten.”
― Daphne du Maurier, Frenchman's Creek

“And this then, that I am feeling now, is the hell that comes with love, the hell and the damnation and the agony beyond all enduring, because after the beauty and the loveliness comes the sorrow and the pain.”
― Daphne du Maurier, Frenchman's Creek

“...are you happy?"

"I am content."

"What is the difference?"

"Between happiness and contentment? Ah, there you have me. It is not easy to put into words. Contentment is a state of mind and body when the two work in harmony, and there is no friction. The mind is at peace, and the body also. The two are sufficient to themselves. Happiness is elusive--coming perhaps once in a life-time--and approaching ecstasy."

"Not a continuous thing, like contentment?"

"No, not a continuous thing. But there are, after all, degrees of happiness.”
― Daphne du Maurier, Frenchman's Creek

“I mean that I am bound to you, even as you are bound to me. From the very first, I knew that it would be so. When I came here, in the winter, and lay upstairs in your room, my hands behind my head, and looked at your sullen portrait on the wall, I smiled to myself, and said, ‘That—and none other.’ And I waited, and I did nothing, for I knew that our time would come.”
― Daphne du Maurier, Frenchman's Creek

“Roast the chestnuts, heat the wine,
Pass the cups along the line,
Gather round, the log burns bright,
It's warm as toast inside tonight,”
― Jill Barklem, The Secret Staircase

“Ease your whiskers, rest your paws,
Pies and puddings fill the stores
Sweetly dream the night away
Till sunshine brings another day”
― Jill Barklem, Autumn Story

“I was still cursed with my duality of purpose.”
― Robert Louis Stevenson, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and Other Tales of Terror

“We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.”
― Robert Louis Stevenson

“Quiet minds cannot be perplexed or frightened but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, like a clock during a thunderstorm.”
― Robert Louis Stevenson, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

“If he be Mr. Hyde" he had thought, "I shall be Mr. Seek.”
― Robert Louis Stevenson, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde