Quotes from David Niall Wilson

I would like that very much. You have a bargain, lady. I will find you here among the lost souls, trapped women, and birds. I find that my own state has improved, if only slightly. Where I was once likely to travel in the presence of a murder of crows, I find I will only be burdened by an unkindness of ravens. It gives me heart." - A. E. Poe in Nevermore

Age is just a number. It's totally irrelevant unless, of course, you happen to be a bottle of wine." –Joan Collins

he needed a crocodile sample to get out. Damned if he cared if it was some mutant crocodile that ran around on its back feet fighting tigers, he was going home.

Every time I come over, you are moving things off the chairs so I can sit. There are a lot of crates here." Donovan just smiled. "It's a system," he insisted. "I know where everything is…" "Yes," Amethyst nodded gravely. "He knows it's in one of those piles somewhere…

It was time for some serious thinking, and Jasper didn't reckon he should do that on an empty lung. Empty head was one thing; lungs needed smoke to survive – so his ol' Pap'd said.

One world moved on, the next came to life around you, and before you knew it, things that had been normal and accepted were nothing more than late-night reruns and memories to be shared over a beer.

Who is that?" Amethyst asked. "I don't know," Bones said solemnly, watching the old woman barring their way and leaning on her staff, "but if she says 'You shall not pass!', I'm out of here.

There was a sliding, sloshing sound, and then the air seemed to shatter from the sound of a roar so loud, so overpowering it rattled teeth and echoed through the swamp. A huge shadow rose from the water directly in front of them.

Go with all the Gods in your pockets, and my heart in your hand," he whispered, breathing

It's Cletus. I've got a good one for you." "Hey Cletus. You shoot another poacher?" "Nope. Didn't shoot anyone," Cletus assured her. "Yet.

What could possibly," he said slowly, "be weird about a DNA sample from a simple crocodile?" he said. "We have vials of similar cells. I could run a slide projector and display them on the walls like a psychedelic 1960s dance party, and none of them – not one – would be in any way remarkable without the accompanying LSD.

You get yourself into more scrapes than a pat of butter," she said.

the ring of weapons aimed directly at the Jeep was impressive. "I thought you said he was your friend," Mack said. "Well, we've been growing apart recently," Bullfinch said.

They both stared at the microscope as if it might hop off the bench and chase them around the room.

Remember what I said about worlds," Nettie said, "and time. You have said it yourself – I heard it like a whisper on the wind. It is all dreams within dreams. That is the real secret. Time is not made up of one long string, but of layers.

All their lives they had lived with the certain knowledge that there had to be a secret symbol on the outside of their house that said "Suckers live here" in cat, dog, and several other animal languages.

You're being paranoid," Vein said. "It's one of your better traits.

Where did you learn that?" Vein asked, still staring. "I read," Bruno said evenly. "I talk less than the rest of you. It gives me time.

He glanced at his e-mail, saw the box was full of unread messages, missives, requests, and adds for cheap, Internet Viagra. Apparently, Abba Contiga Brezhnev, Contessa of some country he'd never heard of, had a few million bucks she needed laundered, and had gone straight past hello and howdy-do and on to calling him her dear.

Jasper looked around, saw the cleared couch and the piles of books, paper, and detritus that had been cleared off of it, grinned, and dropped onto it. "Quick, Pap," he said, "before that crap starts fighting back and smothers us.

We are bound to the earth by fate, and by gravity, so we will have to plod along and follow what clues are available. I

We both know men don't come to the Dismal Swamp for head transplants on a regular basis, and, even though the Weekly World News is my Bible, I swear on Bat Boy's honor I've never read of any head transplant that took. Barring

Seems there's a man in the swamp off 17 that forgot you need to breathe to socialize in these parts.

If my boyfriend offered me up for a voodoo ritual sacrifice, I'd have some serious questions about the future of the relationship.