Carmen

“Presently the possums came prancing out on to the dim moonlit slates of the roof. With squeals and grunts they wove obscenely about the squat base of the tower, dark against the paling sky.”
― Joan Lindsay, Picnic at Hanging Rock

“It is strange that I am dying from a diseased womb, I who have never had periods, I who have never known men.”
― Jacqueline Harpman, I Who Have Never Known Men

“Go on then, Sylvanas Windrunner. Tell me these truths you have never shared.”
― Christie Golden, Sylvanas

“I veer rhapsodic; my prose purples.”
― Amal El-Mohtar & Max Gladstone, This Is How You Lose the Time War