Quotes about Goth

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The pagan gods are not dead, but can return to topple science with superstition and modern man with bestial pleasures th — Richard Luckhurst
She would've made an excellent pirate. — Erica Ridley, Too Sinful To Deny
Trust me, you see the dead walking around, you learn not to scream, laugh, or piss yourself pretty quickly. — Stacey Kade, The Ghost and the Goth
No need to fret, pretty one. I hoped to catch you alone here — Sai Marie Johnson, Lover Undefined
Sometimes I felt the bloated Toad, hideous and pampered with the poisonous vapours of the dungeon, dragging his loathsom — Matthew Lewis, The Monk
Now that Karen has been resurrected, I can travel beyond the black mirror. I can discover who I have lost with thefloati — Nicholaus Patnaude, First Aide Medicine
I don't want to earn a living, I want to live. — Oscar Wilde
Ellie, would you frolic in the land of forever with me? — Rae Hachton, Pretty In Black
The fool says 'I never intended to kill. I meant only to wound.' But I tell you that if you prick a finger with a poison — Michael Grant
I am a solitary wave in the dark and desolate sea: and the sparkling glass I drank was drugged with misery. — Adelbert von Chamisso, Peter Schlemihl's wundersame Geschichte
Even before the letter he'd been divided: one part of him swanning with Jay Gatsby around an imaginary Gotham; the other — Garth Risk Hallberg, City on Fire
It also occurred to him that throughout history, humankind has told two stories: the story of a lost ship sailing the Me — Jorge Luis Borges, Collected Fictions
I had choosen the path of the black sheep rather than that of the unicorns and puppies. — Magenta Periwinkle, Cutting Class
Oh, was that what you meant? I figured you were speaking of your manner of whoring. I should have known you were wanting — Sai Marie Johnson, Lover Undefined
When her mind was discomposed... a book was the opiate that lulled it to repose. — Ann Radcliffe, The Romance of the Forest
My father lost me to the Beast at cards — Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories
But there was nothing. No village or town as far as her eyes could strain. Nowhere for her saviours to come from and tak — Craig Hallam, Greaveburn
Mine first --mine last-- mine even in the grave! — Louisa May Alcott
Should have taken warning it's justPeople mourningRunning, hiding, lostYou can't find, find a place to go, so it'sRed sk — Cy Curnin The Fixx