57 Quotes by Colin Meloy

It was one of those summer days that seemed to stretch on into eternity, and the heat was such that you couldn’t believe the grass, yellow in patches where the gardener’s watering can had been remiss, didn’t just erupt into flames.

You’re riding a runaway train into a tunnel that leads into a station where there’s a welcome-home party from all your worst nightmares.

That, combined with the look of absolute rage on their faces, gave them the likeness of furies released from the depths to wage chaos on the living world.