A Day in the Country, and Other Stories

“I am lost! Someone has taken over my mind and is controlling it! Someone is in command of all my actions, movements, and thoughts. I am nothing inside, merely a spectator enslaved and terrified by everything I do.””

— Unknown

“Solitude is obviously dangerous for people with active brains. We need men around us who have ideas and like talking. Leave us alone for any length of time, and we start filling the void with supernatural creatures.””

— Unknown

“Some people never have any luck. All at once, as though a thick veil had been whisked aside, he clearly saw the wretchedness”

— Unknown

“Philippe-Auguste was an ugly child, with uncombed hair and dirt all over him, and the face of a cretin.””

— Unknown

“Daylight does not lend itself to terror: objects and people are plain to see; and we encounter there only those things which dare to show themselves in the glare of day. But night, opaque night denser than walls, night, empty and infinite and so black and fathomless that terrifying things reach out and touch us, night when we feel horror stirring, mysteriously prowling”

— Unknown

“Her name was Marroca, probably her maiden name, and she pronounced it as though it had fifteen r's in it.””

— Unknown

“There were office-worn gents with yellow faces, bent backs, and one shoulder set slightly higher than the other from spending hours hunched over desks. And their sad, anxious faces spoke volumes about their domestic troubles, never-ending money worries, and all those old hopes which had been dashed for good; for they all belonged to the army of poor threadbare drudges who just about make ends meet in some dismal plasterboard house with a flowerbed for a garden in the rubbish-and-slag-heap belt on the outskirts of Paris.””

— Unknown

“Madame Chantal”

— Unknown