She stared at Raven in a long second of shocked silence, before sagging to the floor.

Horror immobolizes us because it is made of contradictory feelings: fear and seduction, repulsion and attraction. Horror is a fascination...Horror is immobility, the great yawn of empty space, the womb and the hole in the earth, the universal Mother and the great garbage heap...With horror we cannot have recourse to flight or combat, there remains only Adoration or Exorcism.

The Professor gripped his axe, having pulled it, with some difficulty, from the boy's head.

The Earth was not dead. She had been sick, yes, weakened by an infestation. Now she was ridding herself of it. For those who remained alive the choice was a simple one, whether they realised it yet or not: Work with the land-- respect it and give back to it-- or die.

An action, to have moral worth, must be done from duty.

There's no time like the present to love deeply, claim our power and live our purpose!