Being seventy is not a sin. It's not a joy, either.
The glory of a nation and an age is always the work of a few great persons, and it disappears with them.
Montesquieu had the style of a genius; Buffon, the genius of style.
'Eraserhead' is a weird, horrible nightmare, and it doesn't narratively make sense. Stuff's happening, but you honestly feel like you're in a nightmare, and it has such disturbing imagery that it stays with you forever once you've seen it.
Imagination in poetry, as distinguished from mere fancy is the transfiguring of the real or actual to the ideal.
With Wings of the Butterfly, John Urbancik infuses his tale of shapeshifters, romance and pack rivalry with some unexpected and welcome surprises. Fluid prose, gore galore and all-too human characters make this unusual, fast-paced novella a must for fans who like their horror served blood-rare.
Its boring not to take risks