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“What's your name?"
"Cleo," said Cleo.
He nodded. "Approriate."
"How so?"
"Cleopatra, the original undoer of men."
"But I am just Cleo. What's your name?"
"Frank," said Frank.
"Short for?"
"Short for nothing. What of earth would Frank be short for?"
"I don't know," Cleo smiled. "Frankfurter, frankincense, Frankenstein...."
"Frankenstein sounds about right. Creator of monsters."
"You make monsters?"
"Sort of," said Frank. "I make ads.”
― Coco Mellors, Cleopatra and Frankenstein

“English did not just borrow words from other languages; it was stuffed to the brim with foreign influences, a Frankenstein vernacular. And Robin found it incredible, how this country, whose citizens prided themselves so much on being better than the rest of the world, could not make it through an afternoon tea without borrowed goods.”
― R.F. Kuang, Babel

“was He … that turned His back on me. I will always have room … for God … in my heart.” The minister began to pray.”
― Brom, Slewfoot: A Tale of Bewitchery

“I wade through the shadows of our living room, hoping to find monsters. Chat with them. Laugh. But there are no monsters in these shadows. Only me.”
― Gerardo Sámano Córdova, Monstrilio