“They wept no animal's tears. They mourned in a great wickerwork of hard muscle and ragged breath. The hot smell of their coats, their black lips pulled back over ivory teeth, stiff sprays of white whiskers; their heavy hair plaited… — Carla Speed McNeil Copy Share Image
“Excuse me. Nine hours ago, I broke off the single most pointlessly agonizing one-way relationship of my young life. It was a thin slice… — Carla Speed McNeil Copy Share Image
“ YOU! You're boring! You're not even good enough for a good insult! You're in the one place Where magic is always real! Part… — Carla Speed McNeil Copy Share Image
“...I can't answer that," replied the werewolf. "Like all good dogs, I'm a cynic, and therefore a little blind. I can only see things… — Carla Speed McNeil Copy Share Image
Kid, if you never remember your dreams you lose out on half of your life — Carla Speed McNeil Copy Share Image
“Magic. I want magic. I want magic that works. THere is no doctor that can make the creature back into my daddy. No therapy… — Carla Speed McNeil Copy Share Image
“The are times When you may think that people are staring at you - They are.” — Carla Speed McNeil Copy Share Image
“They wept no animal's tears. They mourned in a great wickerwork of hard muscle and ragged breath. The hot smell of their coats, their… — Carla Speed McNeil Copy Share Image
“The force of your gaze has a weight. Even sunlight resting on the ground weighs something. Your attention presses against its object, your eye… — Carla Speed McNeil Copy Share Image
“Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe nothing's wrong and I'm just paranoid. I'll know when they come in. I'll see it in their faces.” — Carla Speed McNeil Copy Share Image
“The progression of minor keys...they're meant to represent imperfection..." I understand. But that is a philosophical conceit. All artists strive toward perfection or else… — Carla Speed McNeil Copy Share Image
“Most of her contemporaries simply don't understand why she has all these paper books, or indeed all this paper. It's a hands-on craving. I… — Carla Speed McNeil Copy Share Image
“There are times When you may think that people are staring at you - They are.” — Carla Speed McNeil Copy Share Image
