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Among the young men their friends and neighbours, the belle jeunesse of the Colony, there were many excellent fellows, several devoted swains, and some two or three who enjoyed the reputation of universal charmers and conquerors. But the home-bred arts and the somewhat boisterous gallantry of those honest young colonists were completely eclipsed by
... See moreSusie Boyt • The Turn of the Screw and Other Ghost Stories
“Gods die. And when they truly die they are unmourned and unremembered. Ideas are more difficult to kill than people, but they can be killed, in the end.”
Neil Gaiman • American Gods: The Tenth Anniversary Edition: A Novel
But, as the drought burned relentlessly on, in the country districts an ever-increasing number of people succumbed to the vice of fairy fruit-eating . . . with tragic results to themselves, for though the fruit was very grateful to their parched throats, its spiritual effects were most alarming, and every day fresh rumours reached Lud-in-the-Mist
... See moreHope Mirrlees • Lud-in-the-Mist

Near-adolescent romantic haze befuddling me as I ascended stairs. But reality cannot be ignored; we must grow up.
Philip K. Dick • The Man in the High Castle (Penguin Modern Classics)
Lyra could see why Farder Coram loved her, and why it was breaking his heart, though she had known neither of those things a moment before. He was growing old; he was an old broken man; and she would be young for generations.
Philip Pullman • His Dark Materials: The Complete Collection: now a major BBC TV series
The problem was that the usual sources of her knowledge were natural ones. She could track any animal, catch any fish, find the rarest berries; and she could read the signs in the pine marten’s entrails, or decipher the wisdom in the scales of a perch, or interpret the warnings in the crocus-pollen; but these were children of nature, and they told
... See morePhilip Pullman • His Dark Materials: The Complete Collection: now a major BBC TV series

he was no match for the bland and vacuous docility Lyra could command when she wanted to;