The cat dropped the rat between its two front paws. There are those, it said with a sigh, in tones as smooth as oiled silk, who have suggested that the tendency of a cat to play with its prey is a mer...
The Marquis de Carabas liked being who he was, and when he took risks he liked them to be calculated risks, and he was someone who double-and triple-checked his calculations. He
That is how the worlds will end, in ash and flood, in darkness and in ice. That is the final destiny of the gods.
Thank you for coming. Enjoy the things that never happened. Secure your own mask again after you read these stories, but do not forget to help others.
Tell him that we fucking reprogrammed reality. Tell him that language is a virus and that religion is an operating system and that prayers are just so much fucking spam.
THE MAGICIANThey asked St. Germain's manservant if his master was truly a thousand years old, as it was rumored he had claimed. 'How would I know? the man replied. I have only been in the master's emp...
Stories, like people and butterflies and songbirds' eggs and human hearts and dreams, are also fragile things, made up of nothing stronger or more lasting than twenty-six letters and a handful of punc...
Small world, said Coraline. It's big enough for her, said the cat. Spiders' webs only have to be large enough to catch flies.
She sat down on one of her grandmother's uncomfortable armchairs, and the cat sprang up into her lap and made itself comfortable. The light that came through the picture window was daylight, real gold...
She had the feeling that the door was looking at her, which she knew was silly, and knew on a deeper level was somehow true.
Richard wondered how the marquis managed to make being pushed around in a wheelchair look like a romantic and swashbuckling thing to do.
Remember: that giants sleep too soundly; that witches are often betrayed by their appetites; dragons have one soft spot, somewhere, always; hearts can be well-hidden, and you can betray them with your...
Religions are places to stand and look and act, vantage points from which to view the world.
Realmente no lo entiendes, ¿verdad?. No quiero tener todo lo que deseo. Nadie lo quiere, no de verdad. ¿Dónde estaría la gracia si tuviese todo lo que quiero?
Rainie, mythologies take longer to die than people believe. They linger on in a kind of dream country that affects all of you.
Outside, the world had become a formless, swirling mist with noshapes or shadows behind it, while the house itself seemed tohave twisted and stretched. It appeared to Coraline that it wascrouching and...
Only the phoenix rises and does not descend. And everything changes. And nothing is truly lost.
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Not forever-after, for Time, the thief, eventually takes all things into his dusty storehouse, but they were happy, as these things go, for a long while.
Nobody gets through life without losing a few things on the way.