228 Quotes by Nick Harkaway

Soot and sorrow: the Night Market's invocation of desperate seriousness, of doom and disaster.

I hover over the expensive Scotch and then the Armagnac, but finally settle on a glass of rich red claret. I put it near my nose and nearly pass out. It smells of old houses and aged wood and dark secrets, but also of hard, hot sunshine through ancient shutters and long, wicked afternoons in a four-poster bed. It's not a wine, it's a life, right there in the glass.

I can show him how to be the right kind of stupid.

A warsheep would be a cross between a dolphin and a small, limber elephant.

He wore his medals. He had a surprising number of them, the real kind, not the ones you got for turning up. Although turning up was no mean thing, some days.

In a lot of places, of course, the '80s had never really come to an end.

It's about permitting yourself to touch the weird in search of the amazing.

Median is the key: not a mean average person, blended, but a person who is like the largest number of people in her demographic.

Ninjas are silly. They are the flower fairies of gong fu and karate.