01c. 1950 ADIt was a high ceilinged room with tall, large-panes windows. Apart from the doorway was the desk where book had been checked out in days when books were still being checked out. He stood there for a moment looking around the silent room, shaking his head slowly. All these books, he thought, the residue of a planet's intellect, the scrapings of futile minds, the leftovers, the potpourri of artifacts that had no power to save men from perishing.Richard Matheson / quote ↗
02c. 1950 ADAgain he shook his head. The world's gone mad, he thought. The dead walk about and I think nothing of it. The return of corpses has become trivial in import. How quickly one accepts the incredible if only one sees it enough!Richard Matheson / quote ↗
03c. 1950 ADWhat condemnation could possibly be more harsh than one’s own, when self-pretense is no longer possible?Richard Matheson / quote ↗
04c. 1950 ADThe vampire was real. It was only that his true story had never been told.Richard Matheson / quote ↗
05c. 1950 ADAs her analyst had told her: the deeper buried the distress, the further into the body it went. The digestive system was about as far as it could go to hide.Richard Matheson / quote ↗
06c. 1950 ADThat's what was wrong with drinking too much. You became immune to drunken delights. There was no solace in liquor. Before you got happy, you collapsed.Richard Matheson / quote ↗
07c. 1950 ADRobert Neville looked out over the new people of the earth. He knew he did not belong to them; he knew that, like the vampires, he was anathema and black terror to be destroyed. And, abruptly, the concept came, amusing to him even in his pain. ... Full circle. A new terror born in death, a new superstition entering the unassailable fortress of forever. I am legend.Richard Matheson / quote ↗
