Glynis Spuler

“The jagged mountains were pure blue in the dawn and everywhere birds twittered and the sun when it rose caught the moon in the west so that they lay opposed to each other across the earth, the sun whitehot and the moon a pale replica, as if they were the ends of a common bore beyond whose terminals burned worlds past all reckoning.”
― Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West

“Look at you, standing there in your iron- gray dress, feeling pious
and self- righteous while you starve small children!”
― V.C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic

“There’s no more doomed a struggle than a battle with the imaginary.”
― Lionel Shriver, We Need to Talk About Kevin

“Any man more right than his neighbors constitutes a majority of one already.”
― Henry David Thoreau, Civil Disobedience