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We’re going to talk to her, Lois says. No harm in that. Really? Kyle says. Because there’s actually a lot of harm in talking. Like, over the course of history a lot of harm in talking.
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Stephen  King
“Wendy? Darling? Light, of my life. I'm not gonna hurt ya. I'm just going to bash your brains in.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Cormac McCarthy
“Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.”
Cormac McCarthy, The Road

Edna St. Vincent Millay
“I know, but I do not approve. And I am not resigned.”
Edna St. Vincent Millay

Sylvia Plath
“I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

Shirley Jackson
“Although the villagers had forgotten the ritual and lost the original black box, they still remembered to use stones.”
Shirley Jackson, The Lottery

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