Dale Litton

“Shoes off in the whale! And don't try and make a break for the anus.”
― Christopher Moore, Fluke: Or, I Know Why the Winged Whale Sings

“The blast of hot air lifted Tazeem from his feet and threw him onto his back in the road. He blinked up into the night sky; raindrops glowed orange as they fell towards the earth.”
― R.D. Ronald, The Zombie Room

“As he rounded the corner, he saw two dozen men, naked to the waist, digging a hole thirty yards square at the side of the path. For a moment he was baffled. It seemed to have no agricultural purpose; there was no more planting or ploughing to be done. Then he realized what it was. They were digging a mass grave. He thought of shouting an order to about turn or at least to avert their eyes, but they were almost on it, and some of them had already seen their burial place. The songs died on their lips and the air was reclaimed by the birds.”
― Sebastian Faulks, Birdsong

“That's where all of us are standing now, he thought. On the fat kindling of past sins.”
― Walter M. Miller Jr.