A woman drew her long black hair out tight, And fiddled whisper music on those strings, And bats with baby faces in the violet light Whistled, and beat their wings, And crawled head downward down a blackened wall.
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A woman drew her long black hair out tight, And fiddled whisper music on those strings, And bats with baby faces in the violet light Whistled, and beat their wings, And crawled head downward down a blackened wall.
Men fear thought as they fear nothing else on earth - more than ruin, more even than death.
So fair and foul a day i had not seen.
Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble!
I'm Gentleman Death in silk and lace, come to put out the candles. The canker in the heart of the rose.
Though this be madness, yet there is method in't.
One sees more devils than vast hell can hold
I have nothing to hide. I enjoy being myself. I'm not going to change who I am just because it's Halloween.
Halloween. Sly does it. Tiptoe catspaws. Slide and creep. But why? What for? How? Who? When! Where did it all begin? 'You don't know, do you?' asks Carapace Clavicle Moundshroud climbing out under the pile of leaves under the Halloween Tree. 'You don't really know!'
Scare answers to scare, and force begets force, until at length it comes to be seen that we are racing one against another after a phantom security which continually vanishes as we approach.
Dark, dark! The horror of darkness, like a shroud, wraps me and bears me on through mist and cloud.
A thousand fearful images and dire suggestions glance along the mind when it is moody and discontented with itself. Command them to stand and show themselves, and you presently assert the power of reason over imagination.
... we in the light sometimes fear what is no more to be feared than the things children in the dark hold in terror and imagine will come true.
We make up horrors to help us cope with the real ones.
But I can think of nothing on earth so beautiful as the final haul on Halloween night, which, for me, was ten to fifteen pounds of candy, a riot of colored wrappers and hopeful fonts,snub-nosed chocolate bars and SweeTARTS, the seductive rattle of Jujyfruits and Good & Plenty and lollipopsticks all akimbo, the foli ends of mini LifeSavers packs twinkling like dimes, and a thick sugary perfume rising up from the pillowcase.
Dear Great Pumpkin, Halloween is now only a few days away. Children all over the world await you coming. When you rise out of the pumpkin patch that night, please remember I am your most loyal follower. Have a nice trip. Don't forget to take out flight insurance.
Men fear death as children fear to go in the dark; and as that natural fear in children is increased by tales, so is the other.
Have you listened to the radio lately? Have you heard the canned, frozen and processed product being dished up to the world as American popular music today?
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor, Shall be lifted -- Nevermore!
If I be waspish, best beware my sting.
This inhuman place makes human monsters.
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