Quotes from Mark Frost

I spent my whole life protecting you and for what? So you could play Twister with your girlfriend while I'm the Freak of the Week?!

I hate to wake up one morning and find out she was killed in a rockslide!

who looked like a kid lining up for the teacups at Disneyland. "You're sure we have to go down through the cathedral to get to the hospital?" said Elise.

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I'm the white rabbit, drawing you closer to the rabbit hole.

Words lose their meaning when you look at them too long. 'God.' 'Science.' Meaning.

Jones's faithful old friend and chronicler O. B. Keeler, now fifty-five and still covering the sport for the Atlanta Journal, was on hand to witness his victory and interviewed Byron in the locker room afterward. The unfailingly literate Keeler mentioned that Byron's back nine charge had put him in mind of Lord Byron's poem about Napoleon's defeat at the Battle of Waterloo. His headline the next day read: "LORD BYRON WINS MASTERS.

We are creature of darkness and light, capable of barbarism and limitless cruelty, and also love, and laughter and the creation of the most sublime beauty. We are both these things, clearly, but which are we more of?

I'm getting tempted to visit the Bookhouse myself. No telling what else you'd find on those shelves.

Scientific objectivity is one of our most deeply held, and crippling, illusions.

Remove the sentiment of love and discover how dangerously fragile are rendered one's ties to the familiar world. How seductive the possibility of utter change.

Perhaps that was the genuine siren's song of legend, the temptation to jettison the ballast of the past and rush weightless and unencumbered down a dark tunnel of rebirth. Perhaps that was the soul's destiny regardless.

Moving forward in time, it is important that we learn to distinguish between mysteries and secrets. Mysteries precede humankind, envelop us and draw us forward into exploration and wonder. Secrets are the work of humankind, a covert and often insidious way to gather, withhold or impose power. Do not confuse the pursuit of one with the manipulation of the other.

Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown," Ajay whispered.

While he could no longer legally hang up a shingle, the good doctor showed no inclination to abandon his well-trodden path dancing along the margins on the outer precincts of reality's most radical possibilities.

No wonder tragedy wields the only hammer stout enough to crack the resilient bubble of complacency

Beware the inveterate punster, Doyle, it's a sure sign of brewing mental disturbance.

a real mystery can't be solved, not completely. It's always just out of reach, like a light around the corner; you might catch a glimpse of what it reveals, feel its warmth, but you can't know the heart of it, not really. That

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I know the Blue Rose Task Force is charged with the investigation of matters that would make most average citizens—or the world's most expert neurophysicists, for that matter—flee from the room with their hair spontaneously combusting.

Pardon my French for a second, Chief, but what the fuck?

When a dark age comes, hold the light inside.

Why do the wicked attract us so? What hint of glamour, hope for material gain, or assumption of fleeting happiness do they radiate, that we can find ourselves so easily, fatally taken in?

This is not a happy story, it doesn't begin or end well, and the middle is equally dreadful.