Quotes from Christopher Golden

There were things violence could solve—you couldn't be a soldier and not believe that—but this wasn't one of them.

Whatever solace TJ Farrelly sought, he would have to find it on his own. She had racked her brain until she had realized the truth: she had none to give.

why would you think such a dangerous endeavor would be fun?

He had learned that sometimes there was no safe path, no decision from which one could emerge unscathed. In those cases, he had been taught to take the path of honor, even if it led to pain or death

Humans, it seemed, were like cockroaches. Determined enough, they could thrive anywhere.

The Suffering are always here, no matter where else they may be.

That was when he'd fully understood that neither of them had every understood the other. A marriage couldn't survive that sort of epiphany, and their had been over just a few weeks later.

Millions of people around the world learned to speak English as a second or third language, or sixth, and fluently. He'd always thought they envied his country, maybe wanted to live there, but now he wondered if they just liked English-language movies and TV shows. And maybe, just maybe, they learned English because most English speakers were too lazy or arrogant to become proficient in other languages.

Sex makes me the kind of happy that I usually only manage to be in dreams.

There were certain keys to being a good friend, chief among them loyalty, shared philosophy, and willing sacrifice, but Teig had learned that the most appreciated trait in a friend was knowing when to speak up and when to keep silent.

The dead bolt made a heavy, satisfying thunk as he turned the lock, and Jake found that he liked that sound. He liked it very much.

Whatever people give you, give it back to them times ten. Be ready, always, to take everything to the next level. Someone's nice to you, make it your job to improve their day, give them a laugh or a pat on the back. But someone comes at you with attitude, or looking for a fight, you drop the fuckin' sky on their heads. Be ready either way, every day.

Be cheerful, work hard, laugh a lot, be light of heart, because though the cold might kill you, it hadn't yet. Instead, it gave you what you needed to live.

My boyfriend had a bicentennial.

The dream dissipated like smoke, and she tried so hard to hold it inside her heart and her memory, but like all dreams, it had never been meant to keep.

Only tragedies arrived with such urgency in the small hours before dawn.