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1 " Here is a story that’s stranger than strange. Before we begin you may want to arrange:a blanket, a cushion, a comfortable seat,and maybe some cocoa and something to eat.I’ll warn you, of course, before we commence, my story is eerie and full of suspense, brimming with danger and narrow escapes, and creatures of many remarkable shapes.Dragons and ogres and gorgons and more, and creatures you’ve not even heard of before. And faraway places? There’s plenty of those! (And menacing villains to tingle your toes.)So ready your mettle and steady your heart. It’s time for my story’s mysterious start... "
― Robert Paul Weston , Zorgamazoo
2 " Jiminy," says the old woman. The mothballs gleam with excitement and she claps her hands. "A wolf!" "Gram!" Siobhan glares across the room. She turns to me. "You'll have to excuse her. She's real old. Wasn't a lot integrating between the species back in her day."I pad over and put out a paw. "Pleased to meet you, madam."She blushes, the varicose veins in her cheeks swelling with blood. Instead of taking my paw to shake, however, she turns it over as if it's a piece of bruised fruit in a market. "Hmmm..." She pores over my palm, nodding like a fortune-teller. Her spectacles slide comically down the bridge of her nose, and when she looks up at me, her face is full of mock astonishment. "Oh, my! What big teeth you have!" She giggles and kicks her slippered feet."Gram!!The old elf claps her tiny hands. "I always wanted to say that! "
― Robert Paul Weston , Dust City
3 " It appeared painful to regrow a set of hands, but I can hardly blame her for dabbling in street magic. Anyone can see she's addicted to being whole. "
4 " Katrina,” he said, his mouth going dry. “I’m feeling like Winnie. I’m ready to cry.” He slid down his bars to the mesh of the floor, feeling even more gloomy than ever before. Katrina went over to offer some cheer, to say something kind into Mortimer’s ear. But what could she say? What could she do for a friend who felt so inconsolably blue?So gently, she rested her hand on his head. Because sometimes our words…… are best left unsaid. "
5 " No one learns anything from non-stop success. In order to truly succeed, you need to make mistakes along the way. "
― Robert Paul Weston , The Creature Department
6 " Now the Gang of McCrook was a miserable mob, for whom robbing you blind was an everyday job. They were known for their violence and criminal feats, for a seedy selection of sinful deceits—from robbery, arson, and pyramid schemes, to snatching the mascots from basketball teams. They had once robbed a pet shop of all of its cash, and they never—not ever—recycled their trash! "
