333 Quotes by Jeff Lindsay

Weren’t we all crazy in our sleep? What was sleep, after all, but the process by which we dumped our insanity into a dark subconscious pit and came out on the other side ready to eat cereal instead of our neighbor’s children?

It had been my experience that fatherhood was mostly a matter of suffering the insufferable, tolerating the intolerable, and changing diapers.

Anybody can be charming if they don’t mind faking it, saying all the stupid, obvious, nauseating things that a conscience keeps most people from saying. Happily, I don’t have a conscience. I say them.

Who was I if I was no longer me?

My life as an android was neat, balanced, and had real redeeming social value.

First things first has always been my motto, mostly because it makes absolutely no sense – after all, if first things were second or third, they wouldn’t be first things, would they? Still, cliches exist to comfort the feeble minded, not to provide any actual meaning.

I floated through the rest of the morning in my cloud of adrenaline and alienation, the whole time feeling as if I might split apart at the seams at any minute. But.

For the first time I could remember, I felt weak, woozy and stupid – like a human-being. Like a very small and helpless human-being.

But what could I do? Be stupid for a while? I wasn’t sure I knew how, even after so many years of careful observation.