Any conflicting perspective was regarded by Melanie as a personal assault, of unspeakable cruelty.
Timothy Waldo, The Important Things.
“Let us replace things that work with things that feel good.”
Will Bestwyck, Letters from Mr. Palindrome.
Her face was pallid, as she lurked about on the lawn. But that’s what moonlight will do.
Bertrand Thorne, A Death on the Manor.
“Oh, not at all Jane. I’m glad that I cannot remember it. That way, I might be surprised.”
Myrtle Mawby, Cabinets and Drawers, a Novel.
Societal order cannot be purchased.
Seth Palingroom, The Philosophies of Cultural Exhaustion.
Deconstruction is the insinuating warm-up act for destruction plain and simple. The ultimate intention is to rid.
Nigel Swarbrick, A Bootful of Nails.
“Little things tell big stories,” said Lieutenant Pickering. “And stories are all we have.”
Nicholas Crisp, Unfit for Murder.
“Constance is what I call terribly pretty,” stated Winslow. “Terribly, terribly pretty.”
Devona Twilly, Shallowness, a Novel.
“It is such fun being told what I think.” There was the faintist smirk—almost nonexistent—on Christopher’s face as he whispered those words to Jenny.
Will Davies, She Would If She Could.
Gertrude Stein’s writing would be superlative if it were a parody of modernism. Even so, a small dose would do.
Connor Eastwicke, Fear of the Orthogonal.
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