Dennis

“It was in the southwest area that the trailers had begun to move in, and everything that goes with them, like an exurban asteroid belt: junked-out cars up on blocks, tire swings hanging on frayed rope, glittering beer cans lying beside the roads, ragged wash hung on lines between makeshift poles, the ripe smell of sewage from hastily laid septic tanks.”
― Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot

“The Lonely Man had descended to the lights of the city in the darkness of the early morning (the funicular began its service at 5:30 a.m.) and, ah, it’s so hard to turn off an unsound mind inside the unsound body of a writer.”
― Rodrigo Fresán, The Invented Part

“It was an event of too massive arbitrariness for me to comprehend but, as the rain-washed light fell more and more wistfully on the gigantic tip of sandstone that killed my bearded lady, my reptilian friend, my shooting star and my blind philosopher, I became most deeply aware of mortality.”
― Angela Carter, The Infernal Desire Machines of Doctor Hoffman

“All unhappiness enters through the window of observation and the door of thought.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet: The Complete Edition