tbc quotes Flashcards
TBC- i sensed
in myself a potentiality for corruption
TBC- i saw
him watching me in the gilded mirror
TBC- he closed
my legs like a book
TBC- the lilies
i always associate with him; they are white and stain you
TBC- my little nun
has found the books
TBC- a dozen
husbands impaled a dozen brides
TBC- and i longed
for him, and he disgusted me
TBC- the dead
lips smiled
TBC- her hair was
her white mane
TBC- no paint or powder,
no matter how thick or white, can mask that red mark on my forehead, i am glad he cannot see it… it spares my shame
TCOML- This lovely girl
you would have thought she, too, was made all of snow
TCOML- Miss lamb
spotless, sacrificial
TCOML-do not think
she had no will of her own
TCOML- who looked
as if she had been carved out of a single pearl
TCOML- you will come
back to me? it will belonely without you
TCOML- she smiled
at herself with satisfaction… spoiled brat
TCOML- covered his
paws with her kisses
TCOML- the roses
she had sent him… were all desd
Mr and Mrs Lyon
walk in the garden…in a drift of fallen petals
TTB- my fathers
lost me to the beats at cards
TTB- one single
tear swelled, glittering… a tear! i hoped, of shame!
TTB-my skin
was my soul capital
TTB- the palace…
uninhabited place
TTB- he went
still as a stone. he was more frightened of me than i was of him
TTB- each stroke
of his tongue ripped off skin after successive skin… and left behind… shining hair
TTB- my earrings
turned to water and trickled down my shoulders
TEK- the woods
swallow you up
TEK- the wood enclose
and then enclose again
TEK- the erl-king
will do you generous harm
TEK- there are some
eyes that can eat you
TEK- he is an
excellent hosuewife
TEK- a wall of
trapped birds
TEK- the tender butcher…
skin the rabbit he says! off come all my clothes
TEK- his touch
both consoles and devastates me
TEK- i had no wish
to join whistling congregatiom
TEK- each with
there crimson imprint of his love bites on his neck
TEK- mother, mother
you have murdered me
TSC- i wish
i had a girl a white as snow
TSC- scarlet,
heels and spurs
TSC- how shall
i be rid of her
TSC- the countess
dropped her glove in the snow and told the girl to get down and look for it
TSC- thrust his
virile member into the dead girl
TSC- watched
him narrowly
TSC- it
bites!
TLOTHOL- the beautiful
somnambulist helplessly perpetuates her ancestral crimes
TLOTHOL- her beauty
is an abnormality, a deformity
TLOTHOL- the imperfection
of the human condition
TLOHOL- she would like
to be human; but she does not know if that is possible
TLOHOL- he has the
special quality of virginty
TLOHOL- although so
young, is is also rational
TLOHOL- pentacle
of virginity
TLOHOL- we shall
cure her of all these nightmares
TLOTHOL- i leave you…
the dark fanged rose i plucked from between my thighs
TLOTHOL- the flower
did not seem to be quite dead
TLOTHOL- next day
his regiment embarked for france
TW- they have
cold weather, they have cold hearts
TW- she knew
the forest well to fear it
TW- take your
fathers hunting knife; you know how to use it
TW- seized her
knife and turned on the beast
TW- but the child
was strong and armed
TCOW- the forest
assassins
TBC- away from
girlhood, away from the quietude of my mother’s apartment
TBC- her cunt
a split fig, beneath the great globes of her buttocks
