Quotes from Glen Duncan

In the face of every reason for breaking don't break because if nothing, absolutely nothing else I'm here with my hand on you. You're not alone.

Do you know how few men there are worth having?

You ok?" he said. No, I'm not. I'm lonely and exhausted and no kind of mother and on top of all that migrained with fucking idiotic desire. "I'm fine," I said, and opened the passenger door.

Comedy, of course, lives for serious moments.

My wife's eyes sought mine for the old recognition, but found there a difference that would have been less nightmarish had it been less slight.

We're hanging around waiting for this to not seem so painful when the fact is it's only going to get more painful the longer we hang around.

The lies you tell yourself. The necessary lies.

vampire ruler Hin Kahur implemented howler aversion therapy.

The Curse has a thing for contrast: frivolity one minute, homicide the next.

I will come back to you. And you will come back to me. Wait for me.

What would it be like without Him?

shoved by shock too young into the truth that nothing meant anything.

God being dead, irony still rollickingly alive...

Extraordinary what the body remembers. The bones loded with love, grief silting the arteries, fear the bowels' recurring mould. Who would have thought mere flesh and blood could hold so much of psyche's ghostly script?)

One knows one's madnesses, by and large. By and large the knowledge is vacuous.

Biography shows through, all the mitigating antecedents. People teem with their own information and I start to get the headache of interest in them.

Kneecaps only exist to get hit with claw-hammers; grace only exists to be fallen from.

Coffee justifies the existence of the word 'aroma'.

Just because life's meaningless doesn't mean we can't experience it meaningfully.

The question 'What was there before creation?' is meaningless. Time is a property of creation, therefore before creation there was no before creation.

How to describe hell? Disembowelled landscape busy with suffering, incessant heat, permanent scarlet twilight, a swirling snowfall of ash, the stink of pain and the din of...if only, hell is two things: the absence of God and the presence of time. Infinite variations on that theme. Doesn't sound so bad, does it? Well, trust me.

You love life because life's all there is.

The only animal from which humans have nothing to learn, in fact, is the sheep. Humans have already learned everything the sheep's got to teach.

I suppose the word "unbearable" is a lie by definition. Unless you kill yourself immediately after using it.