63 Quotes by Angela Panayotopulos

Most people feared the darkness. Some people feared, more wisely, the things within the darkness. Gabriel feared both, and with good reason. He walked anyway. That had always been his way. He had a complicated history with the woodlands of the world. He'd met his share of the Cyclops and the Circes that lurked within.And the world never seemed to run out of monsters.

She raised her middle finger to their smiles. She downed vodkas and cocktails and stumbled through the crowds and the streets, occasionally stretching up to touch a star in the black ice cap of the sky, shaking her hand and blowing on her fingers when it burnt her.

Autumn came early and lingered with its shroud of rainstorms and its wreath of dead leaves.

The metal door began to roll open as she held her breath. Its parts creaked like the bones of a giant roused from his slumber, like a Lazarus that had hidden his flaming heart within fireproof walls, patiently sleeping as the comatose do.The smell hit her first. Mold. Dampness. Cold lifeless things.Within, there was a darker sort of silence, as if the building had been holding its breath for so long it had forgotten how to breathe.

She spared a glance for the townscape of jagged roofs and straggly tree branches, of rough edges that snagged the sky and made it bleed starlight.

Hope didn't wait to be attacked. Hope was a suicidal creature.

The best conversations happen in the dead of night. So always choose the night shift. It might shorten your life, but you meet the most wonderful people.

It wasn’t the darkness that killed people. It was the people who carried the darkness within them that did.

Hope didn’t wait to be attacked. Hope was a suicidal creature.