You can?t be the only superhero around here.
You can?t be the only superhero around here. I can do that too. ? Hope Danielles
— Dulce Amor Soriano
You can?t be the only superhero around here. I can do that too. ? Hope Danielles
— Dulce Amor Soriano
Accidents happen. Our bones shatter, our skin splits, our hearts break. We burn, we drown, we stay alive.
— Mo?ra Fowley-Doyle, The Accident Season
My ideas come from the dark recesses of my mind, reaching out with tendrils of shadow, pulling me in and turning my world into a constantly shifting whirlwind of reality ranging from space exploration and alien worlds to teleporting cats, time travel and mind reading. You know, the usual places.
— Alex G Zarate
When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.
— Caitlyn Siehl, Literary Sexts: A Collection of Short & Sexy Love Poems
Lovers and madmen have such seething brains,
Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend
More than cool reason ever comprehends.
The lunatic, the lover and the poet
Are of imagination all compact:
One sees more devils than vast hell can hold,
That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic,
Sees Helen’s beauty in a brow of Egypt:
The poet’s eye, in fine frenzy rolling,
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.
— Shakespeare William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream