But, Doctor. The human race didn’t die out in 1984.’ ‘New timeline. It’s a paradox.’ ‘And you’re the paradoctor?’ ‘Just the Doctor.
Can I help you? said the footman. Richard had been told to fuck off and die with more warmth and good humor.
Chicago happened slowly, like a migraine.
Childhood memories are sometimes covered and obscured beneath the things that come later, like childhood toys forgotten at the bottom of a crammed adult closet, but they are never lost for good.
Coraline sighed. 'You really don't understand do you?' she said. 'I don't want whatever I want. Nobody does. Not really. What kind of fun would it be if I just got everything I ever wanted, just like...
Coraline took a deep breath and stepped into the darkness, where strange voices whispered and distant winds howled. She became certain that there was something in the dark behind her: something very o...
Coraline wondered why so few of the adults she met made any sense.
Could be anyone. . I mean... it’s like calling yourselves the People. It’s what pretty much every race-name means. Except for Dalek. That means in Skaronian.
Could he be walking in circles? Maybe he would just walk and walk and walk until the warmers and the candy bars ran out and then sit down and never get up again.
Crowley had been extremely impressed with the warranties offered by thecomputer industry, and had in fact sent a bundle Below to the departmentthat drew up the Immortal Soul agreements, with a yellow...
Death and Famine and War and Pollution continued biking towards Tadfield. And Grievous Bodily Harm, Cruelty To Animals, Things Not Working Properly Even After You've Given Them A Good Thumping but sec...
Death is before me today:Like the recovery of a sick man,Like going forth into a garden after sickness.Death is before me today:Like the odor of myrrh,Like sitting under a sail in a good wind.Death is...
Death’s a funny thing. I used to think it was a big, sudden thing, like a huge owl that would swoop down out of the night and carry you off. I don’t anymore. I think it’s a slow thing. Like a thief wh...
Delirium: Um. What’s the name of the word for things not being the same always. You know. I’m sure there is one. Isn’t there? There must be a word for it… the thing that lets you know time is happenin...
Destiny sees things as they are, not as we would wish them to be. He knows there are no stories, only the illusion of stories: threads and patterns that seem to appear in the pages of existence given...
Did that happen? asked Shadow. Did what happen, shit-for-brains? asked Mr. Nancy. The hall. The fire. Tiger balls. Riding the Carousel.
Different people remember things differently, and you'll not get any two people to remember anything the same, whether they were there or not. You stand two of you lot next to each other, and you coul...
Do you ever wonder if this is all there is? What? Richard gestured vaguely, taking in everything. Work. Home. The pub. Meeting girls. Living in the city. Life. Is that all there is?
Each person who ever was or is or will be has a song. It isn't a song that anybody else wrote. It has its own melody, it has its own words. Very few people get to sing their song. Most of us fear that...
Even in the pettiest, most unpromising material, she had discovered, you could find real treasures.
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