Quotes About McKillip

Love is an obsolete emotion, ranking in usefulness somewhere between earwigs and toe mold.

Is she crazy?" "No," he said simply. "But sometimes her sanity is terrifying.

Epics are never written about libraries. They exist on whim; it depends on if the conquering army likes to read.

Shall I add a man to my collection?

But even in the schoolyard I'd been aware of that silence, that reserve in him, as though he'd been raised by foxes and language was his second language.