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81 " Blood stained her golden coat. "
― Nick Cutter , The Deep
82 " It spun and capered behind her golden irises, which seemed to tick clockwise, snipping off each second. "
― Nick Cutter , Little Heaven
83 " How do you make a hormone?” “How?” “You refuse to pay her. "
― Nick Cutter , The Troop
84 " Newton, though, stunk to high heaven of Nerd: an astringent and unmistakable aroma, a mingling of airless basements and dank library corners and tree forts built for solitary habitation, of dust smoldering inside personal computers, the licorice tang of asthma puffer mist and the vaguely narcotic smell of model glue—the ineffable scent of isolation and lonely forbearance. "
85 " The night’s silence stretched over the immensity of the ocean—an impossibly quiet vista that stirred fear in Max’s heart. Would death be like that: endless liquid silence? "
86 " The dividing line between genius and insanity is very thin and quite permeable - which is why so many geniuses descend into madness. "
87 " Congratulations, Ms. Thornton, he’s a healthy baby nerd. He’s bound to be a wonderful man, but for the conceivable future he’ll be a first-rank dweeb—a dyed-in-the-wool Poindexter. "
88 " Island women are like Christmas trees: nobody wants them after the twenty-fifth "
89 " it was like dumping dirt down a bottomless hole: you could throw shovelful after shovelful, yet it made not the slightest difference. "
90 " Wind raced over the sea, howling around the cabin’s edges. The logs groaned, a melancholy note like the hull of an old Spanish galleon buffeted by ocean waves. "
91 " The dream drained from his brainpan, thick as syrup. "
92 " Toy retreated down the tunnel with a scuttling crablike gait. "
93 " Light travels at 299,792,458 meters per second. And still, it takes a billion years to get here. That’s how big the universe is. It’s 99.99999999 percent darkness. And did you know that the stars we’re looking at right now could be dead already? Burned up, nothing but a black hole. We’re just seeing their ghosts. Ghosts that traveled a quintillion miles just to say Boo! "
94 " It must be the hardest thing in the world, caring for someone. Trying to make sure that person doesn’t come to harm. "
95 " It’s a tough thing to describe. Now that I’m away from it, the answers are so simple. Men like Edgerton are obsessives. Notions of right or wrong have this awful way of draining away to irrelevance with men like that. The only things that matter to them are answers. Progress. Unlocking doors. And if you can’t unlock them, you just kick at them until they give. "
96 " Wind howled along the earth, attaining a voice as it gusted around the rocks and spindly trees: a low muttersome sound like children whispering at the bottom of a well. "
97 " I been to hell ... I ain't afraid to go back "
98 " The last thing on earth will be a worm in the guts of those cockroaches, sucking them dry. "
99 " He was intrigued by Newton’s belly and back flap, that spilled over the waist of his pants like soft-serve ice cream over the edges of a cone. He wondered how it would look if the fat boy got worms. He imagined the buttery folds of skin lapping up on themselves like those ugly looking dogs, what were they called, Shar Peis. Newton would have a Shar Pei-body. "
100 " He could bring food out, let him feed in the woods (his word choice puzzled him, yet it felt right: this wasn’t a man who wanted something to eat—this was a man who needed to feed). "
