Die For Novel Extras

The devil whispered in my ear, ‘You’re not strong enough to withstand the storm.’ I whispered back, ‘I am the storm.’

Evil is unspectacular and always human and shares our bed and eats at our own table.

How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday things went on just as usual. I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning?

Life is what happens when you are busy making other plans.

Three can keep a secret if two of them are dead.

Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.

All secrets are deep. All secrets become dark. That’s in the nature of secrets.

There are no secrets better kept than the secrets that everybody guesses.

You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you do not trust enough.

There are some that only employ words for the purpose of disguising their thoughts.

There are certain clues at a crime scene, which, by their very nature, do not lend themselves to being collected or examined. How does one collect love, rage, hatred, fear, jealousy, irrationality, or other intangibles?

Looking back, we see it is often casual choices which chart a path to tragedy.

Society wants to believe it can identify evil people, or bad or harmful people, but it’s not practical. There are no stereotypes.

It has been said, time heals all wounds. I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.

Men are more ready to repay an injury than a benefit, because gratitude is a burden and revenge a pleasure.

From the deepest desires often come the deadliest hate.

No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness is always there first.

The lesson is clear: Pay attention to your dog!