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“Let us doom and gloom not creep into our day and lust for life not wither away. With the future as brother-in-arms, steps in the unknown should not frighten. ("Steps in the unknown" )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“As gloom and doom have been creeping into their lives, many can’t feel anymore the freshness of their emotions that withered alongside the wearisome path of their expectations. ("Drunken sailor" )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“There's the beautiful people and then there's the rest of us.”
― Thom Yorke

“A lame creature, a cripple like myself, has no right to love. How should I, broken, shattered being that I am, be anything but a burden to you, when to myself I am an object of disgust, of loathing. A creature such as I, I know, has no right to love, and certainly no right to be loved. It is for such a creature to creep away into a corner and die and cease to make other people's lives a burden with her presence.”
― Stefan Zweig , Beware of Pity

“Jean-Luc glanced at the coach. "Who is that man? What is that machine?"
"It's a dunking booth."
"Ah, I understand." Jean-Luc nodded. "If he dose not drown, then he is a witch"
"No, he's just a creep. It's a game.”
― Kerrelyn Sparks, The Undead Next Door

“I've never had a boy in here," Martin said in a serious voice. "I've never touched another man, as a matter of fact. . . .except for my father. That was my duty."

Blomkvist's temples were pounding. He could not put his weight on his feet without being strangled. He tried to use his fingers to get a grip on the concrete wall behind him, but there was nothing to hold onto.

"It's time," Martin Vanger said.

He put a hand on the strap and pulled down. Blomkvist instantly felt the noose cut into his neck.

"I've always wondered how a man tastes."

He increased the pressure on the noose and leaned forward to kiss Blomkvist on the lips at the same time that a cold voice cut through the room.

"Hey you fucking creep, in this shithole I've got a monopoly on that one.”
― Stieg Larsson, The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo

“I turned to him and he reached for my hand. It would have been easier to walk away. But the wind still blew around us and the house still stood.”
― Kate Chisman, Creep

“She never knew when she trespassed and when she fell in love with Huzaf. Perhaps this is the beauty of love, it doesn't knock. It just creeps in slowly and steadily.”
― Tarif Naaz, Mayhem In Paradise

“And the men with the cigarettes in their straight-lined mouths, the men with the eyes of puff adders, took up their load of machine and tube, their case of liquid melancholy and the slow dark sludge of nameless stuff, and strolled out the door.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“In this life, one can choose to make themselves visible for the world to see, or invisibly slither along like a wraith in the night.”
― K.O. Bailey, Save Them All: A Novel

“They never saw him drawing pictures of them naked at their antics in his notebook.”
― Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

“Into his mind floated pictures of alien orbs with great stone towers, and other orbs with titan mountains and no mark of life, and still remoter spaces where only a stirring in vague blackness told of the presence of consciousness and will.”
― H.P. Lovecraft, The Haunter of the Dark: The H.P. Lovecraft Omnibus, #3

“Elizabeth had amnesia and her defenses were down. Bruce had tried to take advantage of her â€� what guy wouldn’t? Unfortunately, she got her memory back just in time, ran right out of his house, and wrecked his plans for the evening.”
― Francine Pascal, The Boyfriend War

“I was brand-new in San Francisco, right out of college, and I thought it was thrilling, a guy buying me a drink. I didn’t think, how tacky, this creep is buying me a drink. I thought, how amazing, I put on lipstick and a short skirt and look what can happen.”
― Marcy Dermansky, The Red Car

“Locke craves dramatic experiences. And as Master of Revels, he can create these- I don't even know what to call them- stories. He doesn't so much think of a party as food and drinks and music, but rather a dynamic that might create conflict.”
― Holly Black, The Wicked King

“I like stories,' he said. 'And perhaps I like you as well.”
― Holly Black, The Lost Sisters

“Power comes at a price, love," Veliss replied through bared teeth, maintaining the smile she offered to the townsfolk lining the square.
"What power?"
"All power. The power to rule, to kill, or, in your case this fine morning, the power to incite the lust of the old goat you're about to meet."
"Lust? I have no desire to incite lust in anyone."
Veliss turned to her with a quizzical expression, her smile suddenly genuine. "Then I'm afraid you're in for a lifetime of disappointment.”
― Anthony Ryan, Queen of Fire

“Stalked your FB and followed you on IG
Liked your posts, commented tirelessly
Boy, I can go on with this endlessly
I like you too much. I know it's creepy.”
― Miss Rainbow Moonfire

“As a man, I was a failure. A pathetic teacher lusting after Catholic school girls in short skirts. As a monster, I'm superb. It's comforting to know my place in the world.”
― Thomm Quackenbush, Danse Macabre

“Better to take consorts,' Locke says. 'Lots and lots of consorts.'

'Spoken like a man about to enter wedlock,' Cardan reminds him.”
― Holly Black, The Wicked King

“I'll always come. Even when you don't want me to.”
― Stephanie Garber, A Curse for True Love