Quotes About Mike Carey

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.

At least the smoke would give me a little cover; it was also choking me, making my eyes water and my lungs ache and spasm with each breath, but you can't have everything.

The doorbell made a severe, functional buzzing sound like a dentist's drill sliding off recalcitrant enamel.

They weren't random; nothing with a human mind as the operating system ever can be. But they were random enough.