“I slipped from present to past, sliding down the snake heads of memory into what was and what would never be again.” — John Connolly Memory Copy Share Image
I thought it was her wicked stepmother who poisoned her...' '...Turned out the wicked stepmother had an alibi.' '...Seems she was off… — John Connolly Bad luck Copy Share Image
“You don't have much faith in people, do you?” said David. “I don't have much faith in anything,” Roland replied. “Not even… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
Why is there always one bloke in these boy bands who looks like he came to fix the boiler and somehow got… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
My feelings for Raphael are mine, and mine alone. I loved him, and that is all anyone needs to know. The rest… — John Connolly Business Copy Share Image
“In later life, people will be impressed that you can quote Shakespeare, and you will sound very intelligent. It's harder to quote… — John Connolly Life Copy Share Image
“His was a psychological and emotional disturbance of untold, awful depth, mundane and yet tragic in that very ordinariness.” — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“Why did you shoot him?" "You weren't around," I replied, my teeth gritted in pain. "If you'd been here I'd have shot… — John Connolly Mystery-thriller Copy Share Image
“At the Oceana Apartments, he recollects leaving England in triumph, infused with a joy he has not felt in many years. England… — John Connolly Hope Copy Share Image
“But some gifts are worse than curses, and the dark side of the gift is that they know. The lost, the stragglers,… — John Connolly Curses Copy Share Image
“What do you believe in?’ asked David. ‘I believe in those whom I love and trust. All else is foolishness. This god… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
David's mother would often tell him stories were alive. They weren't alive in the way people were alive,or even dogs or cats.… — John Connolly Alive Copy Share Image
“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 Parenting Copy Share Image
You mean they killed her?" asked David. They ate her," said Brother Number One. "With porridge. That's what 'ran away and was… — John Connolly Brother Copy Share Image
I am sorry," I whispered. "I am sorry for all of the ways that I failed you. I am sorry that I… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
I feel that I'll be buried in Ireland and don't think I'll ever live in the U.S. I'm not comfortable with many… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“His grandfather used to say that there were angels whom devils would greet on the street. If that were true, thought Parker,… — John Connolly Devil Copy Share Image
“Yesterday, upon the stair, I met a man who wasn’t there. He wasn’t there again today, I wish, I wish he’d go… — John Connolly Yesterday Copy Share Image
“The trick was not to stifle the emotions, but to control them. Love, anger, grief – all were weapons in their way,… — John Connolly Anger Copy Share Image
There is sometimes a feeling in crime fiction that good writing gets in the way of story. I have never felt that… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“A job, in their view, was a job, and, as with most jobs, you just had to find that perfect balance between… — John Connolly Perfect balance Copy Share Image
“Funny, that. For so long Wormwood had desired the throne and then, when he'd had it, it hadn't been worth desiring after… — John Connolly Funny Copy Share Image
She was plump, with dyed red hair and a face so caked with cosmetics that the floor of the Amazon jungle probably… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“I think Philip could spend an afternoon throwing puppies from the top of the Empire State and only stop when his arm… — John Connolly Animal Copy Share Image
“Men and men, men and women, whatever the permutation, in the end one partner usually feels more than the other and that… — John Connolly Men and women Copy Share Image
“She was a round, curvy woman who, for Parker, brought to mind a figure assembled from a selection of soft fruits. Aside” — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“After all this time, he had hope, and then hope was gone, and he hates himself for giving in to hope. He,… — John Connolly Evil Copy Share Image
“He has his father’s distinctive good looks, like a badly made crash test dummy. He also smells like a funeral parlor, but… — John Connolly Father Copy Share Image
Here is a truth, a truth by which to live: there is hope. There is always hope. If we choose to abandon… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“Stories wanted to be read, David's mother would whisper. They needed it. It was the reason they forced themselves from their world… — John Connolly Life Copy Share Image
“Although it was cold out, he opened the window slightly because the room smelled of sleep. The action dislodged something red and… — John Connolly Red and black Copy Share Image
“If you’re getting fucked, then you’re getting fucked. But if you’re getting fucked by someone who’s smiling, then you’re really getting fucked.” — John Connolly Copy Share Image
