No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, but some, to dream.

They are the children of the strangers,I told her. They have no faces. They have eyes.Pretend they are birds. They cant see us. They don't know it yet. they don't want to believe it, but they wont ever see us again.

Change layover the stairs and the kitchen and the garden like fog.

I am like a small creature swallowed whole by a monster, she thought, and the monster feels my tiny little movements inside.

It isn't fair, it isn't right," Mrs. Hutchinson screamed, and then they were upon her.

En el interior, las paredes seguían erguidas, los ladrillos se reunían ordenadamente, los pisos eran firmes y las puertas estaban cerradas sensiblemente; el silencio yacía firmemente contra la madera y la piedra de Hill House y todo lo que caminaba allí, caminaba solo.

You bring more light into this room than the window

No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.

Everything is worse...if you think something is looking at you.