67 Quotes by Lyndsay Faye

I hope that the epitaph of the human race when the world ends will be: Here perished a species which lived to tell stories. We tell stories to strangers to ingratiate ourselves, stories to lovers to better adhere us skin to skin, stories in our heads to banish the demons. When we tell truth, often we are callous; when we tell lies, often we are kind. Through it all, we tell stories, and we own an uncanny knack for the task.

In retrospect, I am very nearly as sharp as I pretend to be.

I hereby commence my account with the unembellished truth: Reader, I murdered him.

I looked up in curiosity. Behind us stood the Brown and Eagle Wool Warehouse and Schneider's Cap Factory, both constructed with that wholehearted devotion to industry that sullied the word architecture.

And that was when I realized that she was actually a very good liar. Only good liars are surprised at being caught.

And in a way I have always thought that words are alive a little, for they can whisper sweet nothings and roar dragon flame with equal efficiency.

Though I no longer presumed to have a conscience, I have never once lacked feelings.

But I will be a beautiful disaster.

As he passed a hand over his eyes, I recalled the he could not have slept more than twenty hours in the last seven days. For the first time since I had known him, Sherlock Holmes appeared to be exhausted by work rather than inaction."Because if I am right," he murmured, "I haven't the first idea what to do.