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1 " Free will always results in collateral damage. "
― J. Lincoln Fenn , Poe
2 " There is a cookie trail of all my interests lodged in some digital sphere which will one day consolidate the collected data of six billion souls and vomit out—I don’t know—personalized infomercials for deodorant and car wax. "
3 " I don’t think I’m crazy, but then again, define crazy. "
4 " Dying may just be the best thing that ever happened to me. "
5 " And a funeral, I found out, is like a wedding in reverse, with less time to plan. "
6 " Two weeks. Everything you love, own, and cherish, can be gone, liquidated, and lost forever in two weeks. Give or take a day. "
7 " There is a cookie trail of all my interests lodged in some digital sphere which will one day consolidate the collected data of six billion souls and vomit out—I don't know—personalized infomercials for deodorant and car wax. "
8 " Some people have children. I have books. Much more interesting and they never ask me for money. "
9 " that, when fighting monsters, you yourself do not become a monster… for when you gaze long into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you. "
10 " I have watched enough cheesy detective television shows in my young life to know that when one is presented with an inexplicable mystery, the first order of business (after procuring good donuts and coffee—check) is to create a wall of clues with photos of suspects and article clippings, preferably in an artistic yet seemingly random fashion. "
11 " There was a day when writers actually read," he grumbles. "They could quote Keats and Socrates. Now anyone with a keyboard and a fifth-grade education can call themselves a writer. "
12 " I can’t take the chance that she’ll leave, and I feel that this moment is tentative, like a wild bird has just landed on my shoulder. "
13 " Dearest friend, do you not see All that we perceive Only reflects and shadows forth What our eyes cannot see. Dearest friend, do you not hear In the clamor of everyday life Only the unstrung echoing fall of Jubilant harmonies. Vladimir Soloviev, Russian Gnostic and philosopher, 1892 "
14 " Then he leans back in his chair, pressing his hands together like he’s having an intellectual bowel movement, his brows seriously furrowed. "
15 " News is just news until it happens to you. Then it’s tragedy. "
16 " I’m pretty sure my ankle’s broke. Maybe your hunky friends could carry me out. Or your one hunky friend—that skinny Ruskki doesn’t look like he could lift my poodle. "
