Nigromanta Quotes & Sayings

The majesty of creation forms my faith in the Creator. — Anthony D. Williams

What does the pilgrim hope for at journey's end? Her beliefs confirmed? Revelation? Or does she secretly wish that the destination never quite materializes, that it keeps receding, ever shrouded in the distance, all the more to feed an inextinguishable devotion? — Chang-rae Lee

Her eyes popped open in time to see flames shoot up behind the first-floor windows of Angie's Books. Angie! Where was Angie? Where were her children? The bookstore owner lived in the apartment above her shop with sixteen-year-old Beth and twelve-year-old Bradley.
The Moosetookalook Fire Department was located right next door, housed in part of the town's redbrick municipal building. The overhead door had already been raised. As Liss watched, unable to move, unable to look away, the truck pulled out, maneuvering so that it could get closer to the burning building. — Kaitlyn Dunnett

What is the appropriate behavior for a man or a woman in the midst of this world, where each person is clinging to his piece of debris? What's the proper salutation between people as they pass each other in this flood? — Buddha

Is that a bad thing? I asked, not entirely sure how I felt about the situation. Had it been someone other than Paige, I would have thought they were a spoiled brat getting whatever they wanted because they were famous. And it would have annoyed the living shit out of me. But since it was Paige, I didn't feel as irritated. Which made me a hypocritical dick who was okay with double standards. I should make a T-shirt. — J. Sterling

It is by becoming increasingly complex that the self might be said to grow. — Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi

Nigromanta took him to her room, which was lighted with false candlesticks, to her folding cot with the bedding stained from bad loves, and to her body of a wild dog, hardened and without a soul, which prepared itsself to dismiss him as if he were a frightened child, and suddenly it found a man whose tremendous power demanded a movement of seismic readjustment from her insides. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Eventually, she stepped back and smiled. "Night."

I nodded, not wanting the moment to end. It had to, though, so I said, "Night." I watched her disappear into her bedroom. Then I exhaled in an attempt to remind my body that I worked for her.

One day handled. Forty-two to go.

It wasn't going to be easy. — D.R. Graham

'Dawn (Go Away)' is a sad lyric, but the melody is so happy and fun. — Erich Bergen