Quotes from John Connolly

A sword wants to be used. It wants to draw blood. That is why it was forged, and it has no other purpose in the world. If you do not control it, then it will control you.

clever wasn't the same as honest. Ferrier

there were things living on the bottom of ponds that were smarter than most bail jumpers.

He wouldn't be the first man to have died from dropping a lit joint.

She was merely doing what all young girls did, or what those who understood the nature of the balance of power between the sexes generally did. The boy wanted her, but as soon as she gave herself to Bobby unconditionally, she would cede control of the relationship to him. Better to force him to prove his loyalty to her before she surrendered herself fully.

Some people had a way of colonizing spaces, adapting them to form sanctuaries for themselves. Quayle was such a man. Billy took a seat

He'd long ago figured that you knew you were aging when you couldn't hum any tune on the Billboard Hot 100.

Deseó amar a alguien hasta el punto de que le doliera.

The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned… —W. B. Yeats, "The Second Coming

It rained throughout that night, breaking the shell

Of their friendship, Montaigne wrote: 'If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.' Louis touched his fingers to the page. Yes , he thought. Yes .

If you're getting fucked, then you're getting fucked. But if you're getting fucked by someone who's smiling, then you're really getting fucked.

Lenda é uma coisa, realidade é outra. Aquela, nós contamos; esta escondemos. Criamos monstros na esperança de que as lições contidas nas histórias nos sirvam de guia quando nos deparamos com o que há de mais terrível na vida. Inventamos nomes para nossos medos e rezamos para não encontrar nada pior do que aquilo que nós mesmos criamos.

Americans had endured centuries of patronization by the British. One became inured to it after a while.

Life will stop, but time will go on.

To those who are themselves unhappy, the contentment of others can sometimes be mistaken for tedium.)

He believes it might have been Mark Twain who said that history does not repeat itself, but it does rhyme.

Fear was the key. The Crooked Man had learned that, faced with death, most men would do anything to stay alive. They would weep, beg, kill, or betray another to save their own skins. If he could make David afraid of his life, then he would give the Crooked Man what he desired.

When she's drinking, it's bad, but when she's not drinking, well, it's like living with a bomb in the house. The bomb is ticking, and you know it's going to explode, so you just spend your days waiting for the bang. And when it happens, you're almost relieved.

And I knew, too, that to live a life like Walter Cole's—a life almost mundane in the pleasure it derived from small happinesses and the beauty of the familiar, but uncommon in the value it attached to them—was something to be envied.

A condensed Shakespeare with all of the dull parts removed, leaving only the great moments of drama: ghosts, and bloodied daggers, and dying kings.

Flurries of snow obscured the view through the windows, but they were halfhearted and ultimately inconsequential, like the parting shots of a defeated army. Angel

Every town has someone who is a royal pain in the ass.

Dobey was all for the Second Amendment, but even at the best of times he regarded anyone who entered a restaurant, store, or public park while flaunting a gun as a cocksucker of the highest order, and that went double for Dobey's own place of business.