“Work is the curse of the drinking classes.” ― Oscar Wilde

"Here and there, some early lamps were seen to twinkle in the distant city; and in the eastern quarter of the sky the lurid light still hovered." - David Copperfield, Charles Dickens

"If I can't be beautiful, I want to be invisible." - Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters

"You go under dark arches, and down dark stairs and alleys. The way is so narrow that you can lay a hand on either wall; so steep that, in greasy winter weather, the pavement is almost as treacherous as ice." - Robert Louis Stevenson, Picturesque Notes

"Yes, out of a dim, remote distance the road comes towards one, and while nothing save the sky and the light clouds through which the moon is cleaving her way seem halted, the brief glimpses wherein one can discern nothing clearly have in them a pervading touch of mystery." Dead Souls, Nikolai Gogol

"There was a serenity, a tranquillity, a calm sunset air about him, which quite affected me." - David Copperfield, Charles Dickens

"'There,' said the sentinel, pointing over his shoulder to a spacious crypt, hollowed out of the rock, the lights from which shone into the passage through the large arched openings." - The Count of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas

"The bridge, no doubt, was too crowded, even on such a night, for their purpose." - The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, Arthur Conan

"There was nothing around him but an obscurity in which his gaze was lost, and a silence which engulfed his voice." - Les Misérables, Victor Hugo

"You go under dark arches, and down dark stairs and alleys. The way is so narrow that you can lay a hand on either wall; so steep that, in greasy winter weather, the pavement is almost as treacherous as ice." - Robert Louis Stevenson, Picturesque Notes

“Those who do not weep, do not see.” ― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

“But Sauron was not of mortal flesh, and though he was robbed now of that shape in which had wrought so great an evil, so that he could never again appear fair to the eyes of Men” ― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion

"...or easterly mists, coming up with the blue evening, fuse all these incongruous features into one, and the lamps begin to glitter along the street, and faint lights to burn in the high windows across the valley." - Robert Louis Stevenson, Picturesque Notes

"But the heart has its own memory and I have forgotten nothing." - Albert Camus, The Fall

"Continuing thus, I came at length opposite to the inn at which the various diligences and carriages usually stopped." - Frankenstein, Mary Shelley

"We have so much to say, and we shall never say it." - Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front

"The human heart is my school." - Anne Rice, The Vampire Armand

"One longed for movement in spite of everything, and I plunged all at once into dark, underground, loathsome vice of the pettiest kind." - Notes from the Underground, Fyodor Dostoevsky

"There is some sort of festivity being prepared at that." - Crime and Punishment, Fyodor Dostoevsky

“I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world.” ― Albert Camus, L'Étranger

"All his life, it seemed to him, he had been waiting for this to happen." - Nineteen Eighty-Four, George Orwell

"I have also a paper afloat, with an electromagnetic theory of light, which, till I am convinced to the contrary, I hold to be great guns." - James Clerk Maxwell

"At the pawnbroker's shop, too, I began to be very well known." - David Copperfield, Charles Dickens

"Each moment I expected to see the glare of lamps through the blackness; but all was dark." - Dracula, Bram Stoker

"It seemed quiet and simple. If I could write my Fiction again now it would simply read 'Quiet and simple'. That would be a good life. This one was just too confusing." - from Science Fiction, by me.

“The house was very quiet, and the fog—we are in November now—pressed against the windows like an excluded ghost.” ― E.M. Forster, Howards End

“Come then, pure hands, and bear the head That sleeps or wears the mask of sleep, And come, whatever loves to weep, And hear the ritual of the dead.” ― Alfred Tennyson, In Memoriam

"The fog still slept on the wing above the drowned city, where the lamps glimmered like carbuncles; and through the muffle and smother of these fallen clouds, the procession of the town's life was still rolling in through the great arteries with a sound as of a mighty wind." Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

"In her nightmare, there had never been any lights, only gray fog." - Gone With The Wind, Margaret Mitchell

“And too soon Marred are those so early Made.” ― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

"They seemed to swarm over the place all at once, till the lamplight, shining on their moving dark bodies and glittering, baleful eyes, made the place look like a bank of earth set with fireflies." - Dracula, Bram Stoker

"Life and death appeared to me ideal bounds, which I should first break through, and pour a torrent of light into our dark world." - Frankenstein, Mary Shelley

"A thick fog rolled down between the lines of dun-coloured houses, and the opposing windows loomed like dark, shapeless blurs through the heavy yellow wreaths.' - The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, Arthur Conan Doyle

"A change of speed, a change of style A change of scene with no regrets A chance to watch, admire the distance Still occupied, though you forget" - New Dawn Fades, Joy Division

“Dreams do come true, if only we wish hard enough. You can have anything in life if you will sacrifice everything else for it.” ― J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

"Wake from your sleep The drying of your tears Today, we escape, we escape" - Exit Music (for a Film), Radiohead

"They were in the dark, and little spots of colour swam before them." - The Time Machine, H. G. Wells

"And so now, although the town lies blue and darkling on her hills, innumerable spots of the bright element shine far and near along the pavements and upon the high facades." - Robert Louis Stevenson, Picturesque Notes

"Before we had taken many paces down the street beyond it, the noise of the city seemed to melt, as if by magic, into a softened distance." - David Copperfield, Charles Dickens

"The bright morning was full of threats and the circle began to change." - Lord of the Flies, William Golding

"I sat up in the freshness of the morning, trying to remember how I had got there, and why I had such a profound sense of desertion and despair." - The Time Machine, H. G. Wells

"And so, through all the thick mists of the dim doubts in my mind, divine intuitions now and then shoot, enkindling my fog with a heavenly ray." - Moby Dick, Herman Melville

“There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.” ― Robert Burns ( me watching Scotland vs Belarus )

"Indeed, in other respects, you can hardly regard any creatures of the deep with the same feelings that you do those of the shore." - Moby Dick, Herman Melville

"It is of these three vapors, beer, brandy, and absinthe, that the lead of the soul is composed." - Les Misérables, Victor Hugo

"We live not for ourselves, but for others. What we make of ourselves we make not for ourselves, but for others…" - Hans Fallada, Alone in Berlin

"Music brings a warm glow to my vision, thawing mind and muscle from their endless wintering." - Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World

"Mere color, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways." - Oscar Wilde

“They sicken of the calm who know the storm.” ― Dorothy Parker

'He breakfasted heartily, and caring little, as he said, for the beauties of the Eternal City, ordered post-horses at noon." - The Count of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas