761 Quotes by Rick Yancey

Maybe you reach a certain point in evolution where boredom is the greatest threat to your survival.

Fifty yards away. The muzzle velocity of a M16 is 3,100 feet per second. Three feet in a yard, which means he has two-thirds of a second left on Earth.

When I cry – when I let myself cry – that’s who I cry for. I don’t cry for myself. I cry for the Cassie that’s gone. And I wonder what that Cassie would think of me. The Cassie who kills.

Even the most open person has a private, sacred place where no one else may go.

And, in the end, we lie awake And we dream of making our escape.

Because, in the end, without love all our effort is wasted, all we do is in vain.

We are very much like them: indiscriminate killers, ruled by drives little acknowledged and less understood, mindlessly territorial and murderously jealous – the only significant difference being that they have yet to master our expertise in hypocrisy, the gift of our superior intellect that enables us to slaughter one another in droves, more often than not under the auspices of an approving god!

I’ve always sucked at games of chance. Always hated them for that reason.

The dead have their reward... It is the living – you and I – who still have work to do.