Quotes from John Connolly

If you work at home, you're always on call in a way.

Each man dreams his own heaven.

. . . For a lifetime was but a moment in that place, and each man dreams his own heaven. And in the darkness David closed his eyes, as all that was lost was found again.

You had evil inside you, and you indulged it. Men will always indulge it.

I find that I take a great deal of pleasure knowing I get up people's noses to some degree.

I think people are confusing the right to write with the right to be published.

They were on the side of the angels, even if the angels weren't entirely sure that this was a good thing.

You can't prove that something doesn't exist. You can only prove that something does exist.

And David saw himself reflected in the Woodsman's eyes, and there he was no longer old but a young man, for a man is always his father's child no matter how old he is or how long they have been apart.

This world is full of broken things: broken hearts, broken promises, broken people

Can I ever come back here' he asked, and the Woodsman said something very strange in reply. 'Most people come back here,' he said, 'in the end

He had never really speculated about this before, since demons came in all shapes and sizes. Indeed, some of them came in more than one shape or size all by themselves, such as O'Dear, the Demon of People Who Look in Mirrors and Think They're Overweight, and his twin, O'Really, the Demon of People Who Look in Mirrors and Think They're Slim When They're Not.

I believe in those whom I love and trust.

I thought it was her wicked stepmother who poisoned her...' '...Turned out the wicked stepmother had an alibi.' '...Seems she was off poisoning someone else at the time. Chance in a million, really. It was just bad luck.

I am sorry," I whispered. "I am sorry for all of the ways that I failed you. I am sorry that I was not there to save you, or to die alongside you. I am sorry that I have kept you with me for so long, trapped in my heart, bound in sorrow and remorse. I forgive you too. I forgive you for leaving me, and I forgive you for returning. I forgive you your anger, and your grief. Let this be an end to it.

Luck ran out, but smart was for life.

Sarge, mr. Nurd here is threatening to turn me to jelly." "really?" said Sarge. "what flavor?

I don't think," he said, "that a vicar is supposed to beat a bishop to death, or even back to death." Mr. Berkeley looked down upon the remains of Bishop Bernard. "If anyone asks, we'll say he fell over," he said. "Lots of times.

a technician who uses the term "glitch" is like a Doctor who tells you you're suffering from a "thingy," except the doctor won't tell you to go home and try turning yourself on and off again.

Why is there always one bloke in these boy bands who looks like he came to fix the boiler and somehow got bullied into joining the group?

it was imaginative people who tended to lie. Lying required making stuff up, and only imaginative people were good at that.

He was trying to put loss into words, but loss is absence and will always defy expression.

David's mother would often tell him stories were alive. They weren't alive in the way people were alive,or even dogs or cats. People were alive whether you chose to notice them or not, while dogs tended to make you notice them if they decided that you weren't paying enough attention. Cats, meanwhile, were very good at pretending people didn't exist at all when it suited them...

For a moment they still lived and I experienced their deaths as a fresh loss with each waking, so that I was unsure whether I was a man waking from a dream of death or a dreamer entering a world of loss, a man dreaming of unhappiness or a man waking to grief.