The wolf is carnivore incarnate and he's as cunning as he is ferocious; once he's had a taste of flesh then nothing else will do.

She herself is a haunted house. She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the windows of her eyes and that is very frightening. from "The Lady of the Haunted House

The only time I ever iron the sheets or make meringues is when there is an ... urgent deadline in the offing.

They will be like shadows, they will be like wraiths, gray members of a congregation of nightmare; hark! his long wavering howl . . . an aria of fear made audible. The wolfsong is the sound of the rending you will suffer, in itself a murdering.

Soon, nostalgia will be another name for Europe.

There was a house we all had in common and it was called the past, even though we'd lived in different rooms.

In a secular age, an authentic miracle must purport to be a hoax, in order to gain credit in the world.