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101 " The longing for opium had sewn itself into her very being. She could not simply loosen the stitches and pull it out for good. It took every ounce of effort to refuse it, but refuse it she did. "
― Lydia Kang , Opium and Absinthe
102 " In the moonlight opposite me were three young women, ladies by their dress and manner . . . All three had brilliant white teeth that shone like pearls against the ruby of their voluptuous lips. There was something about them that made me uneasy, some longing and at the same time some deadly fear . . . “He is young and strong; there are kisses for us all.” The girl went on her knees, and bent over me, simply gloating. There was a deliberate voluptuousness which was both thrilling and repulsive, and as she arched her neck she actually licked her lips like an animal, till I could see in the moonlight the moisture shining on the scarlet lips and on the red tongue as it lapped the white sharp teeth. Lower and lower went her head as the lips went below the range of my mouth and chin and seemed about to fasten on my throat. "
103 " drawn a bead "
104 " You’ll learn how to survive this, Mathilda. No woman lives a life unscathed. It’s what makes us strong. We are broken and mended, remade every time. We must, or it destroys us. "
105 " boytshiks, "
106 " Our sword is the word. "
107 " Our sword is the word. You and I aren’t the other kind of soldier "
108 " ptomaine. "
109 " It makes me feel like the horizon is closer. Which it can never be, given that we are on a planetary sphere. No matter how much I run or walk, it never gets closer. "
110 " parramatta "
111 " he said. “I only said I was helping you, and I was.” “Oh, Ian,” Tillie said, sighing. “A half truth is still "
112 " I have tried to keep an open mind; and it is not the ordinary things of life that could close it, but the strange things, the extraordinary things, the things that make one doubt if they be mad or sane. —Van Helsing "
113 " And oh, my dear, if it is to be that I must meet death at any hand, let it be at the hand of him that loves me best. "
114 " oubliette "
115 " Exceptionally scandalous. Tillie would like to embroider that on her lapel. "
116 " Alone with the dead! I dare not go out . . . —Lucy Westenra "
117 " Why this need to write to the world?” her mother inquired. “It’s a fever, a passion. We all had them. We all left them behind,” her grandmother said. “And was it worth it, leaving it behind?” Tillie asked. Her mother seemed frozen into speechlessness, perhaps terrified that Tillie would ask her the same question. “Yes. Of course!” her grandmother nearly boomed. “It always is. We have our fortune. We have our name. It is always worth the sacrifice. Some mistakes are best left in the past. "
118 " shiksa, "
119 " gonif? "
120 " What manner of man is this, or what manner of creature is it in the semblance of man? —Jonathan Harker "