Whatever capacity she possesses to supernaturally beguile a human soul—and she possesses many—she liked his clear-sightedness too well, to blind him that way.
Nothing ever begins. There is no first moment; no single word or place from which this or any other story springs.
You have to taste the sour urine before you break the jug.
To you who have never died, may I say: Welcome to the world!
Everybody is a book of blood; wherever we're opened, we're red.
Let the mad find wisdom in their madness for the sane, and let the sane be grateful.