“Fading light means more than just the end of another day.
Night is when terrible things emerge from their sleep and seek soft flesh and hot blood.”
-- Jim Butcher, Turn Coat
|Self portrait with spider 6-6-13|
“The thought burrowed into her heart as darkness fell.
It coiled in her guts as she wedged herself amongst the boughs of a tree to sleep.
And in the morning, it woke with her and clung to her back,
riding on her shoulders as she climbed down, hungry and exhausted from nightmares."
-- Paolo Bacigalupi, The Drowned Cities
|Self portrait with spider (2) 6-6-13|
“You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing.
I wove my webs for you because I liked you.
After all, what's a life, anyway?
We're born, we live a little while, we die.
A spider's life can't help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies.
By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle.
Heaven knows anyone's life can stand a little of that.”
-- E. B. White, Charlotte's Web