Quotes from Simon R. Green

I've known what it feels like, when your whole life hurts so much that you're ready to die, just for the pain to stop. A little less stubbornness, a little more resolve at certain moments, and I might have been one of these poor trapped souls...

A private face behind every public mask, a hidden meaning peeking through whatever words they choose to share with you.

The past is what we make of it, if we know what's is good for us.

The Night Times has prided itself throughout its long history in telling the truth, the whole truth, and as much gossip as it could get away with.

Most of my relatives could start a fight in an empty room and then lie about who won.

The next few rooms held a severed hand that was trying to grow itself a new body; a Time Agent whose latest regeneration had gone terribly wrong, turning him inside out; and a sorry-looking werewolf with mange.

No-one's used a wand in the Nightside for centuries. Wands went out with black cats and pointy hats. (All right, the Faerie Court still use them, but the Fae have always been weird.)

I'll say this for the man: He never had any problems thinking big. Thinking rationally and responsibly, yes, major problems there . . .

Were we in love, really? We were very young. And everything seems so sharp and intense, when you're a teenager. Emotions surge through you like a firecracker. Immersed in the moment, transfixed in each other's eyes like rabbits caught in the glare of approaching headlights... Yes; she was my first love, and I have never forgotten the time we had together.

First rule of engineering; beware prototypes. Along with, avoid anything made by an engineer who doesn't have all his own fingers.

Big corporations aren't always the bad guys; but it's the sensible way to bet.

This is like when we have an argument," Happy said to Melody. "And you go stomping around the room, being mad at me but refusing to say what's wrong because I'm supposed to know. And I never do.

I've been here a long time," I said finally. "But I think what I truly believe in is people. They can always surprise you. They have such potential . . . They can change and grow and become so much more than they or anyone else would ever have thought possible. Unlike gods. And at the end of the day, I believe that people should be kind to each other.

No damned thing from the vasty deeps is going to get the better of me in my own home.

They burn down Satanist churches, perform exorcisms on politicians, and they once crucified a street mime. Upside down. And then they set fire to him. A lot of people applauded.

A defrocked heretic accountant, Grimm had learned just enough mathemagics to be a nuisance, if not actually dangerous, and had been thrown out of the Accountants' Guild for unethical use of imaginary numbers.

I am large. I contain multitudes," I said solemnly. "Especially on Tuesdays.

Are you really as good as they say?" "No," she said calmly. "We're better.

Every day there's something which makes me think 'I'd better ask Dad about that, I wonder what Mother would say…' and then I remember, and the day seems a little colder.

Beyond a certain point, hope is more than self-indulgence. It's self-harm.

You have to believe in dreams, because sometimes they believe in you.

I'm not crazy. I know what I'm doing. You're just jealous because the voices only speak to me.

My mother turned out to be a Biblical Myth; from that part of the Old Testament where God gets really angry.

Isn't the ambience growing on you?" "If it does, I'll scrape it off.