Milica

“His eyes were eggs of unstable crystal, vibrating with a frequency whose name was rain and the sound of trains, suddenly sprouting a humming forest of hair-fine glass spines.”
― William Gibson, Neuromancer

“Mother, may I go and maffick,
Tear around and hinder traffic?”
― H.H. Munro, The Complete Saki

“Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love”
― Clive Barker

“The great grey beast February had eaten Harvey Swick alive.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always