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May one ask at least to what darkness you are returning?… For what hell are you leaving, mysterious lady…or for what paradise?

Raoul, she said, forget THE MAN'S VOICE and do not even remember its name... You must never try to fathom the mystery of THE MAN'S VOICE.

He] prepared to forget his distress by flinging himself...into 'the vortex of pleasure.

Tonight I gave you my soul, and I am dead.

There is also something of the arrogant vain youth in him; [...] he loves nothing more than to reveal the truly prodigious ingenuity of his mind.

So Mauclair takes snuff, does he? he asked carelessly. `Yes, Mr. Commissary....Look, there is his snuff-box on that little shelf....Oh! he's a great snuff-taker! So am I, said Mifroid and put the snuff-box in his pocket.

Mysterious though the ghost may at first appear, he will always be more easily explained than the dismal story in which malevolent people have tried to picture two brothers killing each other who had worshiped each other all their lives. Believe me, etc.

The truth is that no one ever knew how Joseph Buquet met his death. The verdict at the inquest was natural suicide. In

Very few vampires bother to sleep in a coffin, if you must know. Lugging one around everywhere you go is inconvenient, and it almost always attracts the wrong kind of attention. I did know a vampire who had one, but it was mostly a kinky sex thing for her.)

A note: succubi are notorious amateur psychologists and have been since well before Freud. In fact I have it on good authority that Freud stole his whole gig from a particularly talkative succubus he used to know. And if you don't believe Freud knew a succubus, you haven't read Freud.)

Between you and me, Plato was a hack. All that crap about higher forms and caves? He was drunk when he wrote it. I know. I was there.

Psychology either tends to glorify human beings or trivialize them, leaving out the complexity of the human soul and the demands of God.

I nodded and grasped the woman by the arm; the cataphracts released her and turned away like silver automata.

our sun is long and straight, a line of burning gold fencing our lands from the skylands.

All these would be rationalizations—the thing itself was glorious.

It was a long sentence for a monkey.

The executions I have seen performed and have performed myself so often are no more than a trade, a butchery of human beings who are for the most part less innocent and less valuable than cattle.

metonymy into dinner-party chat back at London beach. I

You have demons? Yes. That answer didn't surprise me, although how these demons connected with the movie was anybody's guess. Volkswagen demons, he said. You have Volkswagen demons? Yes. There. I said it. Happy now?

It is necessary to distinguish between history and fantasy wherever possible. And then use them against each other.

God, the woman must have been a pain. When she was alive.

the harm that's in the world now as often comes through folly as through malice.

And shame it is, if that a priest take keep, To see a shitten shepherd and clean sheep:

and, 'he who despises all, displeases all,' as the Book says.