Were those statues there before? Buer waves his little cuttlefish tentacles and moves his finger across the paper. They’re new. A different icon for each of the Seven Noble Virtues. He’s not lying. Th...
The way he’s shooting, he couldn’t hit the sky from a weather balloon.
Merry-go-rounds are a shared lie of childhood. Cruelty masked as fun. Tedium cloaked as adventure. A great spinning vessel of torment getting the tykes ready for the damnation most of them will richly...
Mimir sucks in the smoke and suddenly I want another Malediction. Her eyes roll back in her head. She begins to shake. She mumbles something unintelligible, like she’s chanting or speaking in tongues....
Most people are idiots. There's nothing worse than idiots who tell you their opinions.
Mostly, Sub Rosas are the people regular people aren't supposed to know about. It's not that we don't like you; it's that you have a habit of burning us at the stake when you notice us.
You don't have to be afraid of me. Eugene likes you. Doc likes you. That means I like you. We're all family now. All the funny little people who live in the cracks of the world.
Vices shouldn't be safe. They're what remind us we're alive and mortal.
My head is full of monsters and I’m one of them.
Next you’ll tell me that Mickey Mouse is just a guy in a costume.
There’s dead and there’s Hollywood dead, and those are two very different things. Dead is just dead. In the ground. Pennies on your eyes. A cold slab of meat with no slaw and definitely no dessert.
No need to kill everyone. They know not to let their Chihuahuas piss on my lawn.
There’s another half that thinks you’re just crazy. Finally. My people. She
No. You open it. You think I put a bomb in there? Maybe snakes? Maybe a snake bomb?
Nothing good has ever come from anything that begins with God has a message for you.
Now you are thinking like a thief. Fewer guns and more exits. We'll cure your cowboy ways yet. (Vidocq)
ONCE UPON A time I was a regular jackass living a regular jackass life.
Of course, aside from fear, the God business runs on sentimentality. That’s the only explanation. Unless it’s a real estate scam.
Oh Christ. Put me back with the zombies, Strawberry Shortcake. [p. 411]
Oh God, look what you did.God's away on business, Kas. Talk to me.
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