Kaya Cassidy

“It looked like diamonds, rubies, emeralds; he could think of nothing beautiful which it did not resemble.”
― Ambrose Bierce, An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge

“A novel is never anything but a philosophy expressed in images. And in a good novel the philosophy has disappeared into the images.”
― Albert Camus, Lyrical and Critical Essays

“The light was draining out of the room, going back through the window where it had come from.”
― Raymond Carver, What We Talk About When We Talk About Love

“We picture the world as thick with conquering and elate humanity, but here, with the bugles of the tempest peeling, it was hard to imagine a peopled earth. One viewed the existence of man then as a marvel, and conceded a glamour of wonder to these lice which were caused to cling to a whirling, fire-smitten, ice-locked, disease-stricken, space-lost bulb. The conceit of man was explained by this storm to be the very engine of life. One was a coxcomb not to die in it.”
― Stephen Crane, Blue Hotel