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1 " She carried her head like a lady and her body like a snake. "
― Dorothy B. Hughes , Dread Journey
2 " She caught up her purse and she ran, ran as if she raced with Death, and as if Death were the fleeter of foot. "
3 " She was afraid. It wasn’t a tremble of fear. It was a dark hood hanging over her head. She was meant to die. That was why she was on the Chief speeding eastward. This was her bier. "
4 " Wondering at the loneliness of the new dead, remembering Kitten and Kitten’s need for light and life. She had no sorrow for Kitten dead; she had pity that scalded. She "
5 " He couldn't make her understand that. She'd not been educated beyond simple words. To her the most bitter cup was to be cut away from life. To lose this amber hair, this crimson mouth, this molten flesh; to receive in its place the cold ash of oblivion. He repeated, "There's worse things. There's wishing you could die. There's wishing you could close your eyes and your memory forever. "