Quotes from Simon R. Green

He has also worked as a shop assistant, bicycle-repair mechanic, journalist, actor, eccentric dancer, and mail-order bride. He has never worked for MI5. Don't believe anyone who tel s you otherwise. He is, however, secretly Superman.

Someone's looking for a short sharp visit from the Slap Fairy," said Melody.

The doors of Hell are never bolted or barred, to those who belong there.

You want me to sneak up on an angel and rip out its pinfeathers, so you can make a fashion statement?

Ghosts are the only ones who never have to feel scared. Because the worst thing in the world has already happened to them.

There's nothing like a major emergency and the almost certain death of the whole damned world to concentrate the mind wonderfully.

What's one more crazy thing in the midst of all this weirdness?

lot of them were wearing T-shirts under their lab coats, bearing the legend I Blow Things Up, Therefore I Am, Even If Someone Else Suddenly Isn't.

if you're wise, you'll drop the odd coin in a cap, here and there. Because karma has teeth, all it takes is one really bad day, and we can all fall off the edge.

Madness is when all your nightmares have come true and you just don't care anymore.

As if we'd fall for an obvious trap like that," said Happy. "We're not going to fall for an obvious trap like that, are we? Oh shit, we are. I want to go home.

And ... by the pricking of my thumbs, something morally ambiguous this way comes.

Sometimes you do things to yourself so bad that the memories have barbs and never let you go.

Strangefellows's owner and bartender was a thin pale streak of misery who only wore black because no-one had come up with a darker colour yet.

Happy, you really are a first-class gloomy bugger," JC said affectionately. "You could gloom for the Olympics, and still take a Bronze in existential paranoia." Everyone has to be good at something," said Happy smiling in spite of himself.

This is Nightside," said Deadboy. "We do ten impossible things before breakfast, just fora cheap thrill. Abandon all taboos, ye who enter here.

Though we nearly lost everything last month, when the mainframe got possessed by Sumerian demons, and we had to call in a technodruid to exorcise it. I'd never heard language like that before, and even after it was all over, the office still smelled of burning mistletoe for weeks. And I might add that the computer Helpline people were no bloody use at all.

The light may cast many reflections but is it still the light that matters.

There'll always be small, bitter people ready to follow some charismatic leader who promises them peace and happiness through justified violence and the killing of scapegoats.

To show a mask and mirror to the world, and never let them see you're hurting.

Be good, my dears, and if you can't be good don't do it in front of witnesses!

Sometimes you can't save everyone. Sometimes all you can do... is kill a whole bunch of people.

If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem. And I'm really not in the mood to put up with any more problems.

You sure you want to come with me?" I said. "The odds are not good." "We're family," said Suzie. I had to smile. "I haven't been all that lucky when it comes to family." "We're the family you chose," said Dead Boy. "The family that matters.