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Did I see a black haunch slipping back through the trees? Did I see the moonlight shining on it? Did I actually reach out my arms toward it, toward paradise falling, like the fading of the dearest, wildest hope -- the dark heart of the story that is all the reason for its telling?

there is still somewhere deep within you a beat shouting that the earth is exactly what it wanted --

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Brock Vond's genius was to have seen in the activities of the sixties left not threats to order but unacknowledged desires for it [...] Brock saw the deep [...] need only to stay children forever [...] These kid rebels would be easy to turn and cheap to develop. They'd only been listening to the wrong music, breathing the wrong smoke, admiring the wrong personalities. They needed some reconditioning.

'What goes on inside is just too fast and huge and all interconnected for words to do more than barely scratch the outlines of at most one tiny part of it'

Says this narrator after a paragraph that I swear is 5 pages long and yet it's hard to put it down

'Outside, from a remote camera, the sky was the underside of a beast, countless grey-black udder shapes crawling in in front of a squall line, behind it something distantly roaring [...] He'd been watching it like a commercial [...] On the screen, the weather crew had fallen queerly silent. At first, Frenesi wondered if the sound had gone out, but then one of them laughed nervously and the others joined in.'

He stood beneath a stained-glass window made in the likeness of an eightfold Pizzic Mandala, in full sunlight a dazzling revelation in scarlet and gold, but at the moment dark, only tweaked now and then by headlights out in the street.

I can really feel the way these poems open you up. And the chestnuts are falling

'Do these people feel a yearning for order? Who will give it to them? [...] Children actually, Bill [...] Luminous, sometimes stupid, sometimes cruel [...] The young have a cruelty and unyieldingness that's fully formed'

'Because they were sliding deeper into their lives. Because they knew the future would not take them. Because they refused to give themselves to the necessary narrow structure, the secret destiny.'

Most poetic description of a dude stalking an author and seeing everyone else as the weird ones

Childhood living is easy to do; the things you wanted I bought them for you; willllld horrrrrses couldn't drag me awayyyyyyy

'Three fine, new-minted ginger kittens, all complete with snowy socks and shirt fronts, tumble in the cream and tangle Missus' knitting'

Is Angela Carter the most wholesome author... ever???

I feel like one of the coolest people on the train when I read meditations on My Chemical Romance's depiction of the afterlife

We hit the fence so hard we knocked it halfway down, and it stuck at 45°, Antitoi detached a retina and had to wear those funky Jabbar retina-goggles the rest of summer, and the fence had two body-shaped indentations like in cartoons where the guy's fave makes a cast in the skillet that hit him

'all else is gone: that her sense of humour is gone, her petty grief's, triumphs, memories, hands, career, betrayals, the deaths of pets - that there is now inside her a vividness vacuumed'

'where the annulated Shawshine River feeds the Charles and tints it the exact same tint of blue as the blue on boxes of Hefty SteelSaks and the ideas of ravacious herds of feral domesticated house pets and oversized insects...'

'Secret societies conspire to keep us in the dark ages of colour.'

'We look to the superlative Porsche palate, which remains beautiful despite the company's Nazi heritage and douchebag clientele.'

"We don the veil and wear the veil proudly and stand very straight and walk briskly wherever we wish, veiled and hidden, and but now completely up-front and unashamed about the fact that how we appear to others affects us deeply, about the fact that we want to be shielded from all sight. U.H.I.D. supports us in our decision to hide openly."

Turned the page once and there's already a bloke in the nude. Frank Ocean you understand me so well 🙏🙏🙏 This book about to be lit as fuck