By: A. Merritt

“Now I, the priestess of the Shining One, take my mate.”

By: George Allan England

“What do men want, say, of guinea-pigs?”

By: A. Merritt

It was a Saturnalia of demigods!

By: George Allan England

“By Jove, but it is cold!”

By: A. Merritt

“The Shining One dances! And you are to worship!”

By: E. Nesbit

“Kill me, brothers; I cannot die slowly here alone.”

By: A. Merritt

“It’s going to be a race between her and the O’Keefe banshee.”

By: E. Nesbit

“Give me the third drug, and let me be as you are.”

By: A. Merritt

“Are all the men of Ireland like you, Larree?”

By: E. Nesbit

“I. Know. Everything.”

By: A. Merritt

“Everything in Nature vibrates.”

By: E. Nesbit

“What is the third drug?”

By: A. Merritt

“The radiant shower of particles hurled out by radium…”

By: A. Merritt

Never had I seen a woman so beautiful as was Yolara of the Dweller’s city.

By: E. Nesbit

“I have no secrets from you now.”