But I don't think Art's an Einstein - he likes tugging ears, biting people and burping too much to be a genius. — Darren Shan Copy Share Image
“I bite off the fingers and spit them out. Lord Loss screams obligingly. One of the snakes digs its fangs into my bald skull and rips out a chunk of flesh. I snatch the snake from its heartless home and… — Darren Shan Copy Share Image
“I know the names of every intelligent being, the spots on the wings of every butterfly that broke out of a cocoon, the genetic… — Darren Shan Copy Share
“Mr. Crepsley was every bit as composed as he'd sworn he would be. He didn't even shed a tear when the funeral litter was… — Darren Shan Copy Share
For an hour or more he was neither human nor vampire, just a howling, hungry creature of dark delights. — Darren Shan Copy Share
“I will not make you a vampire," Mr. Crepsley insisted. "You must forget about it. Go home and get on with your life." "No!"… — Darren Shan Copy Share
To be a druid is to embrace death, dance with it a while, and finally fall prey to it. That is why we'll never… — Darren Shan Copy Share
“I'm hungry," he whimpered instead. "Food is on its way." "No," he said. "The other kind of hunger." P198” — Darren Shan Copy Share
“People need devils and dark gods, if only to give them a foe to rally against, an obstacle to overcome. Your people understood that… — Darren Shan Copy Share
But I don't think Art's an Einstein - he likes tugging ears, biting people and burping too much to be a genius. — Darren Shan Copy Share
