333 Quotes by Jeff Lindsay

Could this be the Apocalypse?

Hope is for people who can’t see the Truth.

Perhaps because I’ll never be one, humans are interesting to me.

When faced with people who have very limited conversational skills and no apparent desire to cultivate any it’s always easier to simply go along.

Since I am not actually a real human being, my emotional responses are generally limited to what I have learned to fake. So I did not feel shock, outrage, anger, or even bitter resolve. They’re very difficult emotions to do convincingly, and there was no audience to do them for, so why bother? But I did feel a slow cold wind from the Dark Backseat sweep up my spine and blow dry leaves over the floor of my lizard brain.

What’s Hemingway?” Astor said. I watched the crowd of look-alikes milling around on the sidewalk, jostling each other and slurping beer. “A man who grew a beard and drank a lot,” I said.

I often find myself in situations where it seems to me like everyone else has read the instruction book.

It was Rogelio, Chutsky’s friend from the front desk, who was going to tell us when Weiss checked in. But it certainly didn’t look like he was going to tell us much of anything, unless we listened to him with a Ouija board. Because if appearances were any guide at all, judging by the belt so tightly wrapped around his neck and the way his tongue and eyes bulged out, Rogelio was extremely dead.

Talk to me, I whispered to the Dark Passenger. Tell me what you have done.