Journeys end in lovers meeting; I have spent an all but sleepless night, I have told lies and made a fool of myself, and the very air tastes like wine. I have been frightened half out of my foolish wits, but I have somehow earned this joy; I have been waiting for it for so long.
Shirley JacksonAll cat stories start with this statement: "My mother, who was the first cat, told me this...
Shirley JacksonLet him be wise, or let me be blind; don't let me, she hoped concretely, don't let me know too surely what he thinks of me.
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