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“At fourteen my sister sailed away from me into a place I'd never been. In the walls of my sex there was horror and blood, in the walls of hers there were windows.”
“Night was a very different matter. It was dense, thicker than the very walls, and it was empty, so black, so immense that within it you could brush against appalling things and feel roaming and prowling around a strange, mysterious horror.”
“I have a perfect horror of words that are not backed up by deeds.”
“...and horror of horrors, he realized that he was experiencing some sort of a crush.He needed to kill something.”
“I come with empty hands and the desire to unbuild walls.”