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“...I have slept
Weeping, and weeping I have waked; my tears
Have flow'd as if my body were not such
As others are, and I could never die.”
― William Wordsworth, The Ruined Cottage

“Thee old woman was a witch shadow--hair like matted spiderwebs, hooded 'round darkness of features, eyes like glittering jewels.”
― Frank Herbert, Dune

“I had nothing else, but the image was so clear--and so disturbingly odd--that I had to write a story about it. It came out smoothly and without a single hesitation, supporting my idea that stories are artifacts: not really made things which we create (and can take credit for), but preexisting objects which we dig up.”
― Stephen King, Everything's Eventual

“I roved o'er many a hill and many a dale
With this my weary load, in heat and cold,
Through many a wood, and many an open ground,
In sunshine or in shade, in wet or fair,
Now blithe, now drooping, as it might befal,
My best companions now the driving winds
And now the trotting brooks and whispering trees
And now the music of my own sad steps,
With many a short-lived thought that pass'd between
And disappeared.”
― William Wordsworth , The Ruined Cottage