Quotes by : Charles Beaumont

The city had grown, implacably, spreading its concrete and alloy fingers wider every day over the dark....

If one could only discover the unwritten bases of black magic and apply formulae to them, we would find....

He stopped and leaned against a pole and looked up at the deaf and swollen sky. It was a movement of....

A cold wind raced across the surrounding fields of wild grass, turning the land into a heaving dark-green....