“Am I walking toward something I should be running away from?”
Source: The Haunting of Hill House
Shirley Jackson, née le 14 décembre 1916 à San Francisco en Californie et morte le 8 août 1965 à North Bennington dans le Vermont, est une romancière américaine, spécialiste du récit fantastique et d'horreur, et auteure du roman policier Nous avons toujours vécu au château. Son livre Maison hantée est tenu par Stephen King pour l'un des meilleurs romans fantastiques du XXe siècle. Wikipedia
“Am I walking toward something I should be running away from?”
Source: The Haunting of Hill House
“On the moon we wore feathers in our hair, and rubies on our hands. On the moon we had gold spoons.”
Source: We Have Always Lived in the Castle
“No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality.”
Source: The Haunting of Hill House
“A pretty sight, a lady with a book.”
Source: We Have Always Lived in the Castle
“I can't help it when people are frightened," says Merricat. "I always want to frighten them more.”
Source: We Have Always Lived in the Castle
“All cat stories start with this statement: "My mother, who was the first cat, told me this…”
Source: We Have Always Lived in the Castle
“I'm going to put death in all their food and watch them die.”
Source: We Have Always Lived in the Castle
“Poor strangers, they have so much to be afraid of.”
Source: We Have Always Lived in the Castle
“I shall weave a suit of leaves. At once. With acorns for buttons.”
Source: We Have Always Lived in the Castle
Source: The Haunting of Hill House (1959), Ch. 1
Contexte: No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood so for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.
“God! Whose hand was I holding?”
Source: The Haunting of Hill House