Quotes About Echols

You're an escapee from the loony bin," I said. "You're the butt of every joke ever told. You might as well be the chicken that crossed the road.

Most people did not think dirty thoughts at a time like this. Only me.

You're toast." I felt like toast, burning with anger inside my waterproof layers. "I am not, " I insisted. "I might be lightly browned on one side.

All the old stories have it wrong, because it's not the ghost that haunts the house; it's the house that haunts the ghost.

In this part of the world all shrines are built to honor the great spirit of mediocrity.