David Muse

“Opens I mouth, for make noise in I's hurt, and say of fire is come through I, and rise, and rise, with grits of bright, in neath of old black sky.”
― Alan Moore, Voice of the Fire

“Strange and terrible books were drawn voluminously from the stack shelves and from secure places of storage; and diagrams and formulae were copied with feverish haste and in bewildering abundance.”
― H.P. Lovecraft

“Although at times unnerving, this was always the intention, this erasing of a line dividing the incontrovertible from the invented. History, unendingly revised and reinterpreted, is seen upon examination as merely a different class of fiction; becomes hazardous if viewed as having any innate truth beyond this. Still, it is a fiction that we must inhabit. Lacking any territory that is not subjective, we can only live upon the map. All that remains in question is whose map we choose, whether we live within the world's insistent texts or else replace them with a stronger language of our own.”
― Alan Moore, Voice of the Fire

“The man who had just entered the shop was a short, slight, hunched, beetle-browed man, with long arms and very short bandy legs.”
― H.G. Wells, The Invisible Man