333 Quotes by Jeff Lindsay

Or was he saying, “Hi! Wanna play?” And I did. Of course I did.

Somehow I slogged through the gray soup of the rest of the day and made it all the way home to Rita’s at the end of the day, where the soup gelled into an aspic of sensory deprivation.

Feeling – what authentic human fun!

It was always hard work to push through a crowed of reporters with the scent of blood in their nostrils. You might not think so, since on camera they appear to be brain-damaged wimps with severe eating disorders. But put them at a police barricade and a miraculous thing happens... The strength comes from some mysterious place-and somehow, when there is gore on the ground, these anorexic creatures can push their way through anything. Without mussing their hair, too.

Chapin was secured in the backseat – the motor-pool cars had rings bolted to the floor for just that reason – and he sat in his durance vile mumbling, ranting, threatening, and overusing the same naughty word.

But the rules are made by people who couldn’t win without ’em.

I know family comes first, but shouldn’t that mean after breakfast?

Whoever claimed honesty is the best policy, or even a good one, clearly had very limited experience with the real world.

Was this what it was like to be human? Were people actually so miserable and brainless that they looked forward to this – to spending Friday night, precious time off from wage slave drudgery, sitting in front of a television with a can of beer? It was mind-numbingly dull, and to my horror, I found that I was getting used to it.