I am like a small creature swallowed whole by a monster, she thought, and the monster feels my tiny little movements inside.
Shirley JacksonOn the moon we wore feathers in our hair, and rubies on our hands. On the moon we had gold spoons.
Shirley JacksonI wonder if I could eat a child if I had the chance.' 'I doubt if I could cook one,' said Constance.
Shirley JacksonAll our land was enriched with my treasures buried in it, thickly inhabited just below the surface with my marbles and my teeth and my colored stones, all perhaps turned to jewels by now, held together under the ground in a powerful taut web which never loosened, but held fast to guard us.
Shirley Jackson