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Стивен Винсент Бене — американский писатель-фантаст, поэт.

✵ 22. Июль 1898 – 13. Март 1943
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“If two New Hampshiremen aren't a match for the devil, we might as well give the country back to the Indians.”

Stephen Vincent Benét книга The Devil and Daniel Webster

The Devil and Daniel Webster (1937)

“You will have money and all that money can buy.”

Stephen Vincent Benét книга The Devil and Daniel Webster

The Devil and Daniel Webster (1937)

“Perhaps 'tis not strictly in accordance with the evidence … but even the damned may salute the eloquence of Mr. Webster.”

Stephen Vincent Benét книга The Devil and Daniel Webster

Mr. Scratch
The Devil and Daniel Webster (1937)

“Eternally the choking steam goes up
From the black pools of seething oil…”

Источник: Young Adventure (1918), The Lover in Hell

“A soul. A soul is nothing. Can you see it, smell it, touch it? No.”

Stephen Vincent Benét книга The Devil and Daniel Webster

The Devil and Daniel Webster (1937)

“Now I tell what is very strong magic. I woke in the midst of the night. When I woke, the fire had gone out and I was cold. It seemed to me that all around me there were whisperings and voices. I closed my eyes to shut them out. Some will say that I slept again, but I do not think that I slept. I could feel the spirits drawing my spirit out of my body as a fish is drawn on a line.
Why should I lie about it? I am a priest and the son of a priest. If there are spirits, as they say, in the small Dead Places near us, what spirits must there not be in that great Place of the Gods? And would not they wish to speak? After such long years? I know that I felt myself drawn as a fish is drawn on a line. I had stepped out of my body — I could see my body asleep in front of the cold fire, but it was not I. I was drawn to look out upon the city of the gods.
It should have been dark, for it was night, but it was not dark. Everywhere there were lights — lines of light — circles and blurs of light — ten thousand torches would not have been the same. The sky itself was alight — you could barely see the stars for the glow in the sky. I thought to myself "This is strong magic" and trembled. There was a roaring in my ears like the rushing of rivers. Then my eyes grew used to the light and my ears to the sound. I knew that I was seeing the city as it had been when the gods were alive.”

Stephen Vincent Benét книга By the Waters of Babylon

Источник: By the Waters of Babylon (1937)