John Connolly

Each man dreams his own heaven.

— John Connolly

“Sometimes we need our pain. We need it to call our own.”

— John Connolly

“Unless you know the code, it has no meaning.”

— John Connolly

“Now that it's time to leave, I'm not sure I wan to go.”

— John Connolly

“were pressed into service, although”

— John Connolly

“A demon obsessed with being human is a demon no longer”

— John Connolly

I believe in those whom I love and trust.

— John Connolly

“even if she saw a ghost, she still wouldn’t believe it.”

— John Connolly

For in every adult there dwells the child that was, and in every child there lies the adult that will be.

— John Connolly

You had evil inside you, and you indulged it. Men will always indulge it.

— John Connolly

Anyone who wants bookstores to survive is portrayed as a Luddite who goes around smashing up Kindles.

— John Connolly

“Mortality shadowed him like a falcon mantling its wings over dying prey.”

— John Connolly

“Parker felt, not for the first time, as though he had wandered into a ghost story.”

— John Connolly

This world is full of broken things: broken hearts, broken promises, broken people,

— John Connolly

“You've just inherited rudeness. We've had to work at it.”

— John Connolly

“gazing upon him with eyes that were too old for her face.”

— John Connolly

“There was a lot to be said for the discipline of married life. It forced one to learn the art of compromise,…

— John Connolly

“His features were smudged and indistinct, as though a thumb had smeared itself across an ink drawing of a face. His”

— John Connolly

“He was just a boy wearing pajamas, one slipper, and an old blue dressing gown under a stranger's jacket, and he did…

— John Connolly

“Come on,” I said a third time, to the approaching darkness, to the figures that beckoned from within it, to the peace…

— John Connolly

“She might suspect it, but I haven’t met a mother yet who’d admit her child was out where the buses don’t run,…

— John Connolly

“Death does not come quickly for Babe. Death pilfers Babe piece by piece, pound by pound. But not before Babe conspires with…

— John Connolly

I don't think," he said, "that a vicar is supposed to beat a bishop to death, or even back to death." Mr.…

— John Connolly

“I met Hamlet at a number 48B bus stop,” said Mr. Gedeon. “He’d been there for some time, poor chap. At least…

— John Connolly

He would talk to them of stories and books, and explain to them how stories wanted to be told and books wanted…

— John Connolly

“The beam caught the bowed head of Angel. He glanced up into Bobby Sciorra’s eyes and smiled. Sciorra looked puzzled for a…

— John Connolly

42. Most people will spend their lives doing jobs that they don't particularly enjoy, and will eventually save up enough money to…

— John Connolly

“On more than one occasion David, in his urge to explore the darker corners of the bookshelves, had found himself wearing strands…

— John Connolly

Without a human voice to read them aloud, or a pair of wide eyes following them by flashlight beneath a blanket, books…

— John Connolly

“When Louis relaxed, it was an indication that a threat was at hand and he was preparing to act, as when an…

— John Connolly

He had never really speculated about this before, since demons came in all shapes and sizes. Indeed, some of them came in…

— John Connolly

“The child's face is close to her own now, but there is still no detail. It is a blur, a watercolor painting…

— John Connolly

“Before she became ill, David’s mother would often tell him that stories were alive. They weren’t alive in the way that people…

— John Connolly

“Eventually the Woodsman spoke. ‘We all have our routines,’ he said softly. ‘But they must have a purpose and provide an outcome…

— John Connolly

“There is a dark resource within all of us, a reservoir of hurt and pain and anger upon which we can draw…

— John Connolly

“The trickster is an important archetype, a mischievous, sometimes malicious creature who survives the challenges of the world through deceit. Despite the…

— John Connolly

“That evening, as he got ready for bed, he heard his mother and father talking in their bedroom, and that was how…

— John Connolly

“He had a vague longing for the student radicalism of the sixties and seventies, mainly because he had been too young to…

— John Connolly

“An interesting thing happened today,” she said, giving me just enough time to get the word “hi” out of my mouth. “I…

— John Connolly

The Detective was different. Not that he wasn't a good man; Willie had heard enough about him to understand that he was…

— John Connolly