Quotes from Mike Carey

But you can't save people from the world.There's nowhere else to take them

I think Louisville will be fired up for this game. They might be in revenge mode. But, this time of the year records, don't mean much. Anything can happen.

I took a strong dislike to him right then to save time and effort later.

Michael: There's nothing here to fear.Lucifer: Well, there's always the truth.

I'll be fine ' Pen told me a little curtly. 'Where are you going anyway ' 'The United States. Alabama.' 'Looking for a change of scene ' 'Looking for a dead woman.' 'Get Jenna-Jane Mulbridge to come down here and I'll make you one.

The light of a hunter's moon bleached the unresisting pastels from the faces of the towers, so that they looked like titanic ribs of bone, and shadows accrued like crusted blood under the walkways.

Beliefs are collars to which leashes can be attached

If I had a box full of all the evils of the world, I'd open it just a little way and push you inside. Then I'd close it again for always.

Stifling an obscene oath, I went back up the steps at a run, but I was locking the stable when the horse was already at the airport with a false passport.

Even at its worst, there are tiny holes in the midnight canopy of my bad luck.

My mum's getting married," said Cheryl. "Again. At the Brompton Oratory. Fourth time around the track, this is. They don't say 'Till death us do part' for my mum; they say 'Who's holding ticket number twenty-three?

I'm not going to heal. Not if healing means shrugging your shoulders and saying 'Life goes on'. Life doesn't go on.

Dragons were a problem sometimes, but they only came on Tuesdays, so you could work around them.

Grudging praise is the most flattering of all.

needs must when the devil drives

The key fob played the first bar of Für Elise as I locked the car up. I hoped that Beethoven's ghost was out there somewhere, making the night hideous for the managing director of Ford's.

And there's a darker side to Peckham, too, once you get in deep: a side I like a lot more, because I identify with the past and prefer even worm-eaten wood to wipe-clean plastic.

You know, I'm like Avis rent-a-car: Because I'm insignificant, I try harder.

I learn about how stories work for the same reason that soldiers learn how to strip a rifle. You should, too.

There *is* no mortal sin. There are only *souls*, lost in a maze that someone *else* has made for them.

Men, women, children - all have souls. Tables. Rocks. Wheels. Cups. All likewise have souls. Spirit lives in matter. All matter. Where else would it live?

Semangat dalam kata-katanya seperti minyak dalam sumbu, memenuhinya dengan api yang tak menyala.

Because all the waters of the ocean won't fill a bucket with a hole in it. And that's their fall, and that's their fellowship. Desire. The hole in the bucket: the gulf of yearning into which the soul empties itself.

It's a measure of how far I've come that I didn't bother to say, This is impossible. I'd gotten the hang of it now. -Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere (comics adaptation by Mike Carey and Glenn Fabry)