We say many things when we are young. Eventually, we grow wiser.

Anyone who expects sweetness from the grave is a fool...

Guys, I just want to remind you I have to be home by seven,” Daniela said. “I’m also not allowed to do any Satanic stuff.” Sebastian.

The imagination of mortals shaped the gods, carving their faces and their myriad forms, just as the water molds the stones in its path, wearing them down through the centuries.

You shouldn’t do everything you want just because you can.

Ah, there is none more fearful of thieves than the one who has stolen something, and a kingdom is no small something.

To Lovecraft, a tainted past is the rotten core from which present-day horror germinates.

Casiopea, meanwhile, looked at a heavy silver bracelet with black enamel triangles, of the “Aztec” style, which was much in vogue and meant to attract the eye of tourists with its faux pre-Hispanic motifs. It was a new concoction, of the kind that abound in a Mexico happy to invent traditions for mass consumption, eager to forge an identity after the fires of revolution – but it was pretty.

I like your daydreams, dear girl,” he said quietly.

It wasn’t fair. But there wasn’t an “after” in stories, was there? The curtain simply fell. She was not in a fairy tale, in any case. What “after” could there be?