The interior of our skulls contain a portal to infinity...of course it's happening in your head but why on earth should that mean it's not real? - Grant Morrison

The interior of our skulls contains a portal to infinity.

Your pleasures lessen in intensity the more the are repeated. Yet your capacity to experience ever more agony — is inexhaustible.

The Hoodmen are far from being the worst of the servants of the Cult of the Unwritten Book, but they are among the most peculiar. You know when you’re trying to remember a word and it’s on the tip of your tongue but you can’t seem to get it out? Well, that’s because the Hoodmen have eaten it. They eat all the words that are on the tips of other people’s tongues. They thrive on misplaced words, savoring all the lost potential of each expression. They’re also able to convert words into electricity. Mr. Steele took an entire phrase.