405 Quotes by Jeff VanderMeer

As I left the landing, I had the peculiar thought that I was not the first to pocket the photo, that someone would always come behind to replace it, to circle the lighthouse keeper again.

There was a gleam in her eye now that I did not like, that promised damage. “I want you to think about something. You might be immune to hypnosis- you might- but what about the veil already in place? What if I removed that veil so you could access your own memories of crossing the border?” the psychologist asked. “Would you like that, Little Flame? Would you like it or would you go mad?

What was a person but someone who turned monstrous, anyway? What was a person, in Moss’s experience, but a kind of demon.

If I don’t have real answers, it is because we still don’t know what questions to ask. Our instruments are useless, our methodology broken, our motivations selfish.

A theory was forming in his head, like a musical composition he could hum from vague memories but not quite yet name or play.

Courage is no more than learning to live with your fear.

The music I listen to while writing is really scene-specific. It’s just a great motivator, a way to put myself in the mood.

If I were you, I would never tell ugly stories about ingenious ways of killing people, for you never can tell but that someone at the table may be tired of his or her nearest and dearest.

But this – this is always the same task over and over, to explore cryptozoology of a crude sort. All that changes is the type of animal, and the only challenge is whether the jaws on a crocodile can reasonably be expected to fit onto a bear. For example.