Almost like a god looking at her terribly out of the everlasting dark, she had felt the eyes of that horse; great glowing, fearsom...e eyes, arched with a question, and containing a white blade of light like a threat. What was his non-human question, and his uncanny threat? She didn't know. He was some splendid demon, and she must worship him.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Later you hear it wander the dark house Like a mother who rises at night to seek a childhood picture;... Or it goes to the backyard and stands like an old horse cold in the pasture.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
[T]he syndrome known as life is too diffuse to admit of palliation. For every symptom that is eased, another is made worse. The ho...rse leech's daughter is a closed system. Her quantum of wantum cannot vary.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
We know less about the sexual life of little girls than of boys. But we need not feel ashamed of this distinction; after all, the ...sexual life of adult women is a "dark continent" for psychology.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »