Author: Reginald Hill

Cites

• Poetic Edda (4)
  • IN: The Stranger House (None) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Here’s some advice a youngster should listen to, helpful if taken to heart. Be loud against evil wherever you see it; never give your enemy an even break.
    FROM: “The Sayings of the High One”, (None), Book, Iceland
• Richard Morland (1)
  • IN: Midnight Fugue (2009) Fiction, Crime, American
    EPIGRAPH: The raindrops play their midnight fugue Against my window pane. Could I once more fold you in my arms You should not leave again.
    FROM: Night Music, (None), NULL, NULL
• John Bunyan (1)
  • IN: On Beulah Height (1998) Fiction, Crime, American
    EPIGRAPH: Then I saw that there was a way to hell, even from the gates of heaven.
    FROM: The Pilgrim's Progress, (1678), Novel, US
• Hoh'n Friedrich Ruckert (1)
  • IN: On Beulah Height (1998) Fiction, Crime, American
    EPIGRAPH: O where is tinye Hew? And where is little Lenne? And where is bonny Lu? And Menie of the Glenne? And where's the place of rest-The ever changing hame? Is it the gowan's breast, Or 'neath the bells of faem? Ay, lu, lan, dil y'u Anon: The Gloamyne Buchte Wir holen sie ein auf jenen Hoh'n Im Sonnenschein. Der Tag ist schon auf jenen
    FROM: Kindertotenlieder IV, (1871), NULL, NULL
• Francis Bacon (1)
  • IN: An Advancement of Learning (1971) Fiction, Crime, American
    EPIGRAPH: If a man will begin with certainties, he shall end in doubts; but if he will be content to begin with doubts, he shall end in certainties.
    FROM: The Advancement of Learning (1605), Book I, v, 8., (1605), Book, UK
• John Keats (1)
  • IN: An April Shroud (1975) Fiction, Crime, American
    EPIGRAPH: … the melancholy fit shall fall Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud That fosters the droop-headed flowers all And hides the green hill in an April shroud…
    FROM: Ode on Melancholy, (1820), Poem, UK
• NULL (2)
  • IN: An April Shroud (1975) Fiction, Crime, American
    EPIGRAPH: De'il and Dalziel begin with ane letter The de'il's nae guid and Dalziel's nae better.
    FROM: Old Galloway Saying, (None), Saying, NULL
  • IN: Bones and Silence (1990) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: God: First when I wrought this world so wide, Wood and wind and waters wan, Heaven and hell was not to hide, With herbs and grass thus I began. In endless bliss to be and bide And to my likeness made I man, Lord and sire on ilka side Of all middle earth I made him then. A woman also with him wrought I, All in law to lead their life, I bade them wax and multiply, To fulfil this world, without strife. Sithen have men wrought so woefully And sin is now reigning so rife, That me repents and rues forthy That ever I made either man or wife.
    FROM: The York Cycle of Mystery Plays: 'The Building of the Ark', (1350), Play, UK
• Alexander Pope (2)
  • IN: Ruling Passion (1978) Fiction, Crime, American
    EPIGRAPH: Search then the ruling passion: there, alone, The wild are constant, and the cunning known; The fool consistent, and the false sincere; Priests, princes, women, no dissemblers here. This clue once found unravels all the rest…
    FROM: The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Volume 2, (1893), Book, Spain/Italy
  • IN: Deadheads (1983) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Or, quick effluvia darting through the brain, Die of a rose in aromatic pain.
    FROM: Essay on Man, (1734), Poem, Spain/Italy
• Marcus Aurelius (1)
  • IN: A Pinch of Snuff (1973) Fiction, Crime, American
    EPIGRAPH: If you find you hate the idea of getting out of bed in the morning, think of it this way – it's a man's work I'm getting up to do.
    FROM: Meditations, (1559), Book, Italy
• Virginia Woolf (1)
  • IN: Bones and Silence (1990) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: We insist, it seems, on living. Then again, indifference descends. The roar of the traffic, the passage of undifferentiated faces, this way and that way, drugs me into dreams: rubs features from faces. People might walk through me . . . We are only lightly covered with buttoned cloth; and beneath these pavements are shells, bones and silence.
    FROM: Waves, (1931), Novel, UK
• Algernon Charles Swinburne (1)
  • IN: Deadheads (1983) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I shall never be friends again with roses.
    FROM: The Triumph of Time, (1866), Poem, UK
• Daniel Defoe (1)
  • IN: Deadheads (1983) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: There is a splendid kind of indolence, where a man, having taken an aversion to the wearisomeness of a business which properly belongs to him, neglects not, however, to employ his thoughts, when they are vacant from what they ought more chiefly to be about, in other matters not entirely unprofitable to life, the exercise of which he finds he can follow with more abundant ease and satisfaction.
    FROM: The Life and Adventures of Mr Duncan Campbell, (1720), Book, UK
• Anon. (1)
  • IN: Death Comes for the Fat Man (2007) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Some talk of ALEXANDER And some of HERCULES; Of HECTOR
    FROM: The British Grenadiers, (1625), Song, UK
• William Wordsworth (1)
  • IN: Child's Play (1986) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death?
    FROM: We are seven, (1798), Poem, UK
• Dante Alighieri (1)
  • IN: Under World (1988) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Hear truth: I stood on the steep brink whereunder Runs down the dolorous chasm of the Pit, Ringing with infinite groans like gathered thunder. Deep, dense, and by no faintest glimmer lit It lay, and though I strained my sight to find Bottom, not one thing could I see in it. Down must we go, to that dark world and blind.
    FROM: Divine Comedy, (1472), Poem, Italy