I choose solitude over cold kisses. If it isn’t love, it is poison.
As in a tree, there is more sap in an Arm of the tree, than in a little sprig; but the sprig hath the same sap for kind that the Arm of the tree hath, and it all comes from the same root. So though there be more venom in some gross, crying sins, than...
Kalist is in his office with the door shut, secretly adding the final touches to his new Brichacek doll; she’s got rosy, plaster cheeks and his nose hairs for pubes, although he thinks he might die them blond to go with her hair.
Hot, bright heat filled him like some ecstatic poison, and Hartan’s pony shied in terror as a wordless howl burst from his throat. His dripping ears were flat to his skull, fire crackled in his brown eyes, his huge sword blurred in a whirring figure eight before him, and the brigand running at him gawked...
I had forgotten what fiction was to me as a boy, forgotten what it was like in the library: fiction was an escape from the intolerable, a doorway into impossibly hospitable worlds where things had rules and could be understood; stories had been a way of learning about life without experiencing it, or perhaps of...
Stop longing.You poison today’s ease, reaching always for tomorrow.
Obelmäker always suspected Kalist of being a driven man with a determined selfishness that verged on sociopathic, but he actually appears to be suffering for once, in a humane way, like one who has been driven and selfish previously, but has slowly started to see the gigantic error of his ways.
What people don’t understand about depression is how much it hurts. It’s like your brain is convinced that it’s dying and produces an acid that eats away at you from the inside, until all that’s less is a scary hollowness. Your mind fills with dark thoughts; you become convinced that your friends secretly hate you,...
..giving into despair was like eating poisonous berries to keep from feeling hungry.
Words can be medicines; they can also be poisons. Words can heal; they can also kill… It all depends on how, when and where they are use and against whom! Let us not abuse our words. It’s a misuse of the tongue!
Withholding love is a bit like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.
Poison.” he said, deadpan. “That’s an unusual name to give your child. You must love her very much.”She’s a treasure.” Bram agreed, blithely ignoing the sarcasm…..Then went a few dozen feet in silence, until they were out of eaarshor of the gaurd.She’s a treasure.” Poison mimicked, and Bram burst out laughing.
When alone, concentrate on the fruits of the solitude, not on the poisons of it!
Dead. The words fall from my tongue and linger there like poison. A slow death hanging from my lips. I shake the thought away and swallow but I can still taste the remnants in the back of my throat. It’s sour and I gag a little as tears swell behind my eyes.
Look, why don’t you go talk to Ron about all this?” Harry asked.”Well, I would, but he’s always asleep when I go and see him!” said Lavender fretfully.”Is he?” said Harry, surprised, for he had found Ron perfectly alert every time he had been up to the hospital wing.
I had, therefore, to resign myself to commissioning a duplicate from a jeweller in Madrid. They did the work very nicely. The claws are curiously shaped, but the true marvel is the stone; it is so very limpid and weighs many carats, but notice also how it is hollowed out! You see that drop of...
Do you remember? Do you remember the world before the poison?
Every time I so much as blink you get an erection.
Some criticism, no doubt, is constructive, but too much is a subtle poison.
There are poisons that blind you, and poisons that open your eyes.