Author: Anonymous

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• NULL (1)
  • IN: Virtue Rewarded; or the Irish Princess (1693) NULL, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: She ne're from Courts, yet Courts could have undone with untaught Looks, and an unpractised Heart; Her Nets, the moft prepar'd, could never than, For Nature spread them in the fear of Art.
    FROM: Gond. lib. 2, Cant 7, (None), NULL, NULL
• Horat Horace (1)
  • IN: Pamela Censured (1741) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Ridet hoc, inquam, Venus ipsa, rident Simplices Nymphae, ferus & Cupido Semper ardentis acuens Sagittas Cote Cruenta.
    FROM: Odes, (-13), Book, Italy
• Horace (1)
  • IN: The Life and Memoirs of Mr. Ephraim Tristram Bates (1756) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Sublatum ex occulis querimus.
    FROM: Odes, (-13), Book, Italy
• William Shenstone (1)
  • IN: The History of Sir William Harrington (1771) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Of Folly studious, ev'n of Vices vain, Ah! Vices gilded by the Rich and Gay.
    FROM: Shenstone's Elegies, (1742), NULL, UK
• Robert Burns (1)
  • IN: The autobiography of a Private soldier: showing the danger of rashly enlisting (1838) Book, British
    EPIGRAPH: O, man, when in thy youthful days, How prodigal of time; Misspending all thy precious hours, Thy glorious summer's prime.
    FROM: Man Was Made to Mourn: A Dirge, (1784), Poem, UK

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• Alexandra Adornetto (2)
  • IN: Lament (2014) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, Australian
    EPIGRAPH: The wind doth blow today, my love, And a few small drops of rain; I never had but one true-love, In cold grave she was lain. “I’ll do as much for my true-love As any young man may; I’ll sit and mourn all at her grave For a twelvemonth and a day.” The twelvemonth and a day being up, The dead began to speak: “Oh who sits weeping on my grave, And will not let me sleep?” “’T is I, my love, sits on your grave, And will not let you sleep; For I crave one kiss of your clay-cold lips, And that is all I seek.” “You crave one kiss of my clay-cold lips, But my breath smells earthy strong; If you have one kiss of my clay-cold lips, Your time will not be long. “’T is down in yonder garden green, Love, where we used to walk, The finest flower that e’re was seen Is withered to a stalk. “The stalk is withered dry, my love, So will our hearts decay; So make yourself content, my love, Till God calls you away
    FROM: The Unquiet Grave, (None), Poem, NULL
  • IN: Ghost House (2014) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, Australian
    EPIGRAPH: The wind doth blow today, my love, And a few small drops of rain; I never had but one true-love, In cold grave she was lain. “I’ll do as much for my true-love As any young man may; I’ll sit and mourn all at her grave For a twelvemonth and a day.” The twelvemonth and a day being up, The dead began to speak: “Oh who sits weeping on my grave, And will not let me sleep?” “’T is I, my love, sits on your grave, And will not let you sleep; For I crave one kiss of your clay-cold lips, And that is all I seek.” “You crave one kiss of my clay-cold lips, But my breath smells earthy strong; If you have one kiss of my clay-cold lips, Your time will not be long. “’T is down in yonder garden green, Love, where we used to walk, The finest flower that e’re was seen Is withered to a stalk. “The stalk is withered dry, my love, So will our hearts decay; So make yourself content, my love, Till God calls you away
    FROM: The Unquiet Grave, (1400), Poem, NULL
• Alan Lawrence Sitomer (1)
  • IN: Caged Warrior (2014) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The first thing I think about when the cage closes is, I hope God forgives me for what I'm about to do.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
• Anne Greenwood Brown (1)
  • IN: Lies Beneath (2012) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Mother, may I go out to swim? Yes, my darling daughter. Fold your clothes up neat and trim, But don't go near the water.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
• Jenny Hubbard (1)
  • IN: Paper covers Rock (2011) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The title is the writer's stamp of approval.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
• Claudia Carroll (1)
  • IN: A Very Accidental Love Story (2012) Fiction, Irish
    EPIGRAPH: Watch your thoughts, for they become words, Watch your words, for they become actions, Watch your actions, for they become habits, Watch your habits, for they become character, Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
• Joe R. Lansdale (1)
  • IN: Edge of Dark Water (2012) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Down the river they flowed. All the dreams that had been dreamed across moonless, dark water.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
• Marcia Clark (1)
  • IN: Killer Ambition (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: There are things that we don’t want to happen but have to accept, things we don’t want to know but have to learn, and people we can’t live without but have to let go.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
• Ian Rankin (1)
  • IN: A Question of Blood (2003) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Ita res accendent lumina rebus.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Lilith Saintcrow (1)
  • IN: Night Shift (2008) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The most terrible thing to face is one's own soul
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Susan Meyers (1)
  • IN: The Comfort of Lies (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: It is better to be told a hurtful truth than to be told a comforting lie. In the end, the truth will make its way out and will hurt much more than it ever had to.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• David Baldacci (1)
  • IN: Last Man Standing (2001) Fiction, Crime Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: A wrongly accused man is always vilified by the ignorant masses. Such a man should fire at will, he is bound to hit something.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Greg Bear (3)
  • IN: Darwin's Children (2002) Fiction, Speculative fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: They want to kill our kids. Lord help us all.
    FROM: Anonymous Postings, ALT.NEWCHILD.FAM, (2002), [NA], NULL
• Duane Swierczynski (1)
  • IN: Severance Package (2008) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Pleasure doing business with you.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Walter Scott (2)
  • IN: Quentin Durward (1823) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Rescue or none, Sir Knight, I am your captive ; Deal with me what your nobleness suggests — Thinking the chance of war may one day place you Where I must now be reckon'd — i' the roll Of melancholy prisoners.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
  • IN: My Aunt Margaret's Mirror (1827) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: There are times When Fancy plays her gambols, in despite Even of our watchful senses—when in sooth Substance seems shadow, shadow substance seems— When the broad, palpable, and mark'd partition 'Twixt that which is and is not seems dissolved, As if the mental eye gain'd power to gaze Beyond the limits of the existing world. Such hours of shadowy dreams I better love Than all the gross realities of life.
    FROM: Nanapush, (None), [NA], NULL
• Charles Yu (1)
  • IN: Sorry Please Thank You (2012) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Sorry.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Robert Charles Wilson (1)
  • IN: A Bridge of Years (1991) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Woe is me, woe is me! The acorn's not yet fallen from the tree That's to grow the wood That's to make the cradle That's to rock the babe That's to grow a man That's to lay me to my rest.
    FROM: The Ghost's Song, (None), Song, NULL
• M. D. Waters (1)
  • IN: Archetype (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Seduce my mind and you can have my body; find my soul and I'm yours forever.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• S. D. Sykes (2)
  • IN: Plague Land (2014) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Take heed unto my figure above And see how sometime I was fresh and gay, Now turned to worm's meat and corruption Both foul earth and stinking slime and clay
    FROM: Medieval Poem, (None), Poem, NULL
  • IN: Plague Lard (2014) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Take heed unto my figure above And see how sometime I was fresh and gay, Now turned to worm's meat and corruption Both foul earth and stinking slime and clay
    FROM: Medieval Poem, (None), Poem, NULL
• Patricia Cornwell (1)
  • IN: Portrait Of A Killer: Jack The Ripper - Case Closed (2002) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: There was a general panic, a great many excitable people declaring that the evil one was revisiting the earth.
    FROM: H.M., ANONYMOUS EAST END MISSIONARY, 1888, (1888), [NA], NULL
• Robert Wilson (1)
  • IN: Chronos (2008) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Woe is me, woe is me! The acorn’s not yet fallen from the tree That’s to grow the wood That’s to make the cradle That’s to rock the babe That’s to grow a man That’s to lay me to my rest
    FROM: The Ghost's Song, (None), [NA], NULL
• Nora Roberts (1)
  • IN: Vision in White (2009) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Seduce my mind and you can have my body, Find my soul and I’m yours forever.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Joseph Pittman (1)
  • IN: Beyond the Storm (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: In our lives there is bound to come some pain, surely as there are storms and falling rain; just believe that the one who holds the storms will bring the sun.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Andrew Pepper (1)
  • IN: Kill-Devil And Water (2008) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: The chiefe fudling they make in the Island is Rumbullion, alias Kill-Devil, and this is made of sugar cane distilled, a hott, hellish and terrible liquor.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Stephen Hunter (1)
  • IN: Night of Thunder (2008) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Speed is of the essence
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Ron Liebman (1)
  • IN: Big Law (2017) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Size matters.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Joe. R. Lansdale (1)
  • IN: The Thicket (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: We remember our lives as if they were fables.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
• Jean-Michel Guenassia (1)
  • IN: The Incorrigible Optimists Club (2011) Fiction, French
    EPIGRAPH: I prefer to live as an optimist and be wrong, than live as a pessimist and be always right.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Elly Griffiths (1)
  • IN: The Woman in Blue (2016) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Weep, weep, O Walsingham, Whose dayes are nights, Blessings turned to blasphemies, Holy deeds to despites. Sinne is where our Ladye sate, Heaven turned is to helle; Satan sitthe where our Lord did swaye, Walsingham, O farewell!
    FROM: Ballad of Walsingham, (1550), NULL, NULL
• Kate Griffin (1)
  • IN: The Glass God (2013) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: The be light, they be life, they be fire They be flame of blue, wrath of ice, Dragon of stone, fury of bloos. They be life in flesh, fury of blood. They be life in flesh, death in sight. They be the boss. God help us all.
    FROM: Anonymous Graffiti, men's toilets, twelfth floor, Harlun and Phelps, (None), NULL, NULL
• Danielle Steel (1)
  • IN: Undercover (2015) Fiction, Romance Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The ideal person is not the one with whom one can be happy, but the one without whom one can't be happy.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Clive Barker (1)
  • IN: Cabal (1988) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: No sword shall touch you. Unless it be mine.
    FROM: Lover's oath, (None), NULL, NULL
• Sophie Barnes (1)
  • IN: The Trouble With Being A Duke: At the Kingsborough Ball (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Once in a while, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Barbara Taylor Bradford (1)
  • IN: Secrets from the past (2012) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Memories of love abound, In my heart and in my mind. They give me comfort, keep me sane, And lift my spirits up again.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Marc Cameron (1)
  • IN: Day Zero (2015) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Violence isn't the answer. Violence is the question... The answer is yes.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Alain Elkann (1)
  • IN: The French Father (1999) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: You are always your parents' son, even after their death
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Steven James (1)
  • IN: Checkmate (2014) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: After the fame, the king and the pawn go into the same box.
    FROM: Italian Proverb, (None), Proverb, Italy
• Alexandra Brown (1)
  • IN: The Great Christmas Knit-Off (2015) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: In the rhythm of the needles there is music for the soul.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Hildebrand Bowman (1)
  • IN: The Travels of Hildebrand Bowman (1778) Non-Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: An Ape, and Savage (cavil all you can), Differ not more, than Man compared with Man.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Greg Iles (1)
  • IN: True Evil (2006) Fiction, German
    EPIGRAPH: True evil has a face you know and a voice you trust.
    FROM: NULL, (None), Saying, NULL
• Danelle Perry, Stephani (1)
  • IN: Resident Evil: Caliban Cove (1998) Science Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: “Through avarice, evil smiles; through insanity, it sings.”
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Amy Tan (1)
  • IN: Saving Fish from Drowning (2005) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: A pious man explained to his followers: "It is evil to take lives and noble to save them. Each day I pledge to save a hundred lives. I drop my net in the lake and scoop out a hundred fishes. I place the fishes on the bank, where they flop and twirl. "Don't be scared," I tell those fishes. "I am saving you from drowning." Soon enough, the fishes grow calm and lie still. Yet, sad to say, I am always too late. The fishes expire. And because it is evil to waste anything, I take those dead fishes to market and I sell them for a good price. With the money I receive, I buy more nets so I can save more fishes.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], NULL
• Edgar Allan Poe (1)
  • IN: The Unparalleled Adventure of One Hans Pfaall (1835) Fiction, Short Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: With a heart of furious fancies, Whereof I am commander, With a burning spear and a horse of air, To the wilderness I wander.
    FROM: Tom O'Bedlam's Song, (1720), [NA], UK
• Deborah Crombie (1)
  • IN: To Dwell in Darkness (2014) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Saint Pancras is the patron saint of children, and is invoked against perjury and false witness.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
• Washington Irving (1)
  • IN: The Voyage (1819) Short Story, Literary Essay, American
    EPIGRAPH: Ships, ships, I will descrie you Amidst the main, I will come and try you, What you are protecting, And projecting, What's your end and aim. One goes abroad for merchandise and trading, Another stays to keep his country from invading, A third is coming home with rich and wealthy lading. Hallo! my fancie, whither wilt thou go?
    FROM: Old Poem (Hallow My Fancie), (None), Poem, NULL
• Eliot Warburton (2)
  • IN: The Crescent and the Cross: Or, Romance and Realities of Eastern Travel, Volume I. (1846) Non-Fiction, Irish
    EPIGRAPH: Instead of useful works, like Nature great, Enormous, cruel wonders crushed the land.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL