When the world turns chaotic, we must be the better part of chaos.
As Dorothy J. Heydt famously said, the eight deadliest words for any work of fiction are ‘I don’t care what happens to these people.
Do you think the occasional witch burning helps to weld society together?
A society that has to burn witches to hold itself together is a society that has already failed, and just doesn’t know it yet.
Why would anybody be a Satanist, anyway? I don’t get it. You can’t believe in Satan without believing in God, and then you’re just picking the wrong side in a big mythic battle thing.
You turned your guilt into resentment, because that seems easier to face. You won’t move on until you turn it back into guilt, and then into forgiveness for yourself.
Loneliness was a full-body sensation, an anti-exhilaration, from his core outward.
Love was the most susceptible to random failure of all human enterprises.
That’s the definition of evil right there: not faking it like everybody else.
That’s the definition of evil right there: not faking it like everybody else. Because all of us crazy fuckers can’t stand it when someone else lets their crazy show.
Self-awareness paradoxically requires an awareness of the other.
When it comes to love triangles and duels to the death, you should always cheat. – Fairy Werewolf vs. Zombie Vampire
And she felt like they, the two of them, right here, right now, could make something that defied tragedy.
Laurence felt a weird combination of shame and rage, as though he’d grown another new body part just in time to get punched in it.
Believe me, there’s nothing worse than being both immortal and intelligent. Imagine the boredom! Plus you start to ask questions, and the worst thing about questions is that sometimes, they have answers.
Booze really was medicinal, after a near-death experience. Holding a drink in both hands and letting it corrode the topmost layer of his mouth and throat, Laurence felt a spiritual relationship with Bushmills.
He went to make coffee. Because when you have just heard about the possible transformation of the human race into feral monsters you need to be doing something with your hands and creating something hot and comforting for another person.