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“Gory stuff can be shocking but it doesn’t really scare me. I’d say the kind of stuff that gets under my skin is the unknown. You hear a knock behind a wall and you don’t know what it is. Is there something there or not?”

Knows Kind Stuff Behinds Wall Skins Scare Shocking

Author:Oren Peli

“As from a star I saw, coldly and soberly, the separateness of everything. I felt the wall of my skin; I am I. That stone is a stone. My beautiful fusion with the things of this world was over.”

World Beautiful Stars Felt Saws This World Wall Stones Skins Emptiness Detachment Fusion Numbness Separateness

Book:Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams

Source: Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams

“They give me a shot and a handful of pills to swallow. I stare at the thin red wall of my inner eyelid and listen to my skin and I can't be sure how the medication is affecting me. I can't remember how I'm supposed to feel. I can't remember my name. I have never seen my face.”

Giving Feels I Can Remember Faces Names Wall Shots Red Skins Give Me Staring Emptiness Pills Handful Detachment Medication Numbness Eyelids

Author:Will Christopher Baer

“And lastly, Chairman Khrushchev has compared the United States to a worn-out runner living on its past performance, and stated that the Soviet Union would out-produce the United States by 1970. Without wishing to trade hyperbole with the Chairman, I do suggest that he reminds me of the tiger hunter who has picked a place on the wall to hang the tiger's skin long before he his caught the tiger. This tiger has other ideas.”

Long Ideas States Past Wish United United States Produce Wall Skins Performances Trade Unions Caught Soviet Worn Runners Tigers Hunters Soviet Union Chairman Living On Worn Out Hyperbole

Author:John F. Kennedy

“All the posters on the walls All the leaflets in the streets Are mutilated, destroyed or run in rain, Their words blotted out with tears, Skins peeling from their bodies In the victorious hurricane.”

Body Running Streets Tears Wall Rain Skins Destroyed Hurricanes Posters Peeling

Book:New Collected Poems of Stephen Spender

Source: New Collected Poems of Stephen Spender

“The function of the prosecutor under the federal Constitution is not to tack as many skins of victims as possible against the wall. His function is to vindicate the rights of the people as expressed in the laws and give those accused of crime a fair trial.”

People Giving Law Justice Rights Crime Wall Fairs Skins Function Constitution Victim Trials Accused Criminal Justice Prosecutor Fair Trial

Author:William O. Douglas

“I really like the interplay between thinking of text as ephemeral and thinking of it as a concrete, physical thing. With almost anything that I write, I'll stay completely immersed in the electronic text of it for a period of time and in another period, I'll stay immersed in it as a physical thing that can cut your skin. So with the apocalypses, I had them taped all over the wall and they had codes on them. Sometimes I would color code them in terms of thematic elements, sometimes in terms of voice, sometimes visual forms or images.”

Thinking Writing Sometimes Form Voice Term Cutting Color Wall Periods Elements Skins Code Visuals Concrete Apocalypse Ephemeral Physical Things Thematic

Author:Lucy Corin

“I call myself good crazy because I am a crazy normal. But who is normal really? Are you normal? Maybe you are, but I don't think a lot of us are normal. I think a lot of us are scared to say that we are a little crazy. I'm a little crazy that is just the way it is. I look in the mirror now and I like who is looking back at me. I am comfortable in my skin for the first time in my life. I have let a wall down.”

Thinking Way Firsts Looks Littles Crazy Wall Normal Comfortable First Time Skins Mirrors Scared Looking Back

Author:Shane Bunting

“"Stand up against the wall!" That's what everybody gets offered, especially women. When women started appearing on TV again in something other than the girl or the mother role it was all, "Get up against the wall," or, "The skin underneath her fingernail would tell me that she," you know, forensic stuff. Oh, God gross. Now, they're hunting terrorists.”

Knows Mother Girl Stuff Roles Tvs Wall Skins Terrorist Get Up Hunting Gross Appearing Fingernails Forensics

Author:Debra Winger

“We are all brothers and sisters under the skin and above it . . . it's super important that we stop lobbing bombs over the top of the wall and start trying to dismantle it, so that we can say 'hi' to whoever is on the other side, whether the divide is religious or nationalistic or politic or economic.”

Trying Important Sides Religious Economic Brother Wall Skins Bombs Divides Brothers And Sisters Over The Top Nationalistic

Author:Roger Waters

“Khrushchev reminds me of the tiger hunter who has picked a place on the wall to hang the tiger's skin long before he has caught the tiger. This tiger has other ideas.”

Long Ideas History Wall Skins Caught Tigers Hunters

Author:John F. Kennedy

“There are people clamoring for the election of Donald Trump because they hate anyone whose skin is a slight shade different than theirs. They are calling for the eradication of Islam and want to build a wall along an arbitrary line that keeps Mexicans out of the land they probably have more of a right to cross than the people who now somehow think they have a right to be there.”

People Thinking Different Hate Wall Skins Election Islam

Author:John Lurie

“The house became full of love. Aureliano expressed it in poetry that had no beginning and no end. He would write it on the harsh pieces of parchment that Melquiades gave him, on the bathroom walls, on the skin of his arms, and in all of it Remedios would appear transfigured: Remedios in the soporific air of two in the afternoon, Remedios in the soft breath of the roses, Remedios in the water-clock secrets of the moths, Remedios in the steaming morning bread, Remedios everywhere and Remedios forever.”

Writing Two Ends House Water Secret Morning Forever Pieces Air Wall Arms Skins Breaths Rose Bread Clock Afternoon Harsh Bathroom Moths Bathroom Wall

Author:Gabriel Garcia Marquez

“What I need is perspective. The illusion of depth, created by a frame, the arrangement of shapes on a flat surface. Perspective is necessary. Otherwise there are only two dimensions. Otherwise you live with your face squashed up against a wall, everything a huge foreground, of details, close-ups, hairs, the weave of the bedsheet, the molecules of the face. Your own skin like a map, a diagram of futility, criscrossed with tiny roads that lead nowhere. Otherwise you live in the moment. Which is not where I want to be.”

“I tried to make meat loaf out of the girl but it becomes too frustrating a task and instead I spend the afternoon smearing her meat all over the walls, chewing on strips of skin I ripped from her body”

Body Girl Wall Tasks Skins Meat Afternoon Frustrating Ripped Chewing

Book:American Psycho: Picador Classic

Source: American Psycho: Picador Classic

“At night I would lie in bed and watch the show, how bees squeezed through the cracks of my bedroom wall and flew circles around the room, making that propeller sound, a high-pitched zzzzzz that hummed along my skin. I watched their wings shining like bits of chrome in the dark and felt the longing build in my chest. The way those bees flew, not even looking for a flower, just flying for the feel of the wind, split my heart down its seam.”

Source: Of love and life: three novels selected and condensed by Reader's Digest

“It's like the smell of burned toast. You made the toast. You looked forward to it. You even enjoyed making it, but it burned. What were you doing? Was it your fault? It doesn't matter anymore. You open the window, but only the very top layer of the smell goes away. The rest remains around you. It's the walls. You leave the room, but it's on your clothes. You change your clothes, but it's in your hair. It's on the thin skin on the tops of your hand. And in the morning, it's still there.”

Made Stills Matter Hands Rooms Morning Hair Wall Clothes Window Skins Remains Faults Smell Enjoyed Layers Burned Toasts

Author:Elliot Perlman

“The Hermit was known to be pretty sniffy about disciples who returned in failure. There was a wall of the institute layered with their skins- an ingenious display that encouraged vigor in his students, as well as nicely keeping out the drafts.”

Wells Known Students Wall Skins Display Disciple Institute Vigor Ingenious Hermits

Book:Bartimaeus Trilogy, Book Three: Ptolemy's Gate

Source: Bartimaeus Trilogy, Book Three: Ptolemy's Gate

“So Mo began filling the silence with words. He lured them out of the pages as if they had only been waiting for his voice, words long and short, words sharp and soft, cooing, purring words. They danced through the room, painting stained glass pictures, tickling the skin. Even when Meggie nodded off she could still hear them, although Mo had closed the book long ago. Words that explained the world to her, its dark side and its light side, words that built a wall to keep out bad dreams. And not a single bad dream came over that wall for the rest of the night.”

“The moon had risen behind him, the color of a shark's underbelly. It lit the ruined walls, and the skin of his arms and hands, with its sickly light, making him long for a mirror in which to study his face. Surely he'd be able to see the bones beneath the meat; the skull gleaming the way his teeth gleamed when he smiled. After all, wasn't that what a smile said? Hello, world, this is the way I'll look when the wet parts are rotted.”

World Way Looks Long Said Hands Light Able Faces Behinds Study Color Wall Arms Moon Skins Mirrors Bones Teeth Meat Wet Ruined Hello Lit Skulls Sharks Risen

Author:Clive Barker

“The intruder hesitated, turned, and anchored itself in the corner, where the ceiling met the wall. It sat there, fastened to the paneling by enormous yellow talons, still and silent like a gargoyle in full sunlight. I took a swig from the bottle and set it so I could still see the creatures reflection. Nude and hairless, it didn't carry a single ounce of fat on its lean frame. Its skin stretched so tight over the cords of muscle, it threatened to snap. Like a thin layer of wax melted over an anatomy model. Your friendly neighbourhood Spiderman.”

“What about your freedom?" he whispered in her ear over a minute later, bracing his hands palms down on the wall beside her head. He made no move to stop her as she stroked and petted every inch of that sinfully gorgeous chest, all hard muscle and gleaming skin overlaid with silky-rough strands of dark hair. "Idiot." She nipped his jaw with her teeth. "The only freedom I ever wanted was the right to love you.”

Made Hard Hands Wanted Moving Dark Minutes Love You Hair Wall Skins Ears Teeth Idiot Muscles Rough Chests Inches Palms Gorgeous Strands Your Freedom Dark Hair

Book:Paranormal Holiday Anthology Trio

Source: Paranormal Holiday Anthology Trio

“There is no lock strong enough nor wall thick enough to keep Death out," he murmured, his lips close to my ear so that I could feel the puff of his breath against my skin. The ends of a couple of his braids had found their way under the collar of my flannel night-shirt and tickled the base of my neck. "Are you speaking literally or metaphorically?”

Way Feels Ends Enough Night Found Strong Wall Couple Skins Ears Breaths Lips Shirts Necks Thick Locks Strong Enough Collars Puff Braids Flannels

Book:Descendant: The Complete Nikki Glass Series

Source: Descendant: The Complete Nikki Glass Series

“Explore me' you said and I collected my ropes, flasks and maps, expecting to be back home soon. I dropped into the mass of you and I cannot find the way out. Sometimes I think I’m free, coughed up like Jonah from the whale, but then I turn a corner and recognise myself again. Myself in your skin, myself lodged in your bones, myself floating in the cavities that decorate every surgeon’s wall. That is how I know you. You are what I know.”

Thinking Knows Way Said Sometimes Home Turns Wall Mass Skins Corners Bones Maps Expecting Floating Rope Recognise Surgeons Whales Back Home Jonah Flasks

Book:Written On The Body

Source: Written On The Body

“My life is too tight, he wanted to say. My skin is too tight. The walls are too tight.”

Wanted Life Is Wall Skins

Book:Wool

Source: Wool

“There's a power that comes with silence. I had grown to fear the unsaid thing. So it felt like a release to say it-to admit that the risk wasn't just inside our walls-it was inside my skin. I was willing to claw, scratch, and bleed until I'd found it.”

Found Felt Silence Risk Willing Wall Skins Release Scratches Claws Unsaid

Book:Gallagher Girls: Out of Sight, Out of Time

Source: Gallagher Girls: Out of Sight, Out of Time

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