“One lies in truth, One truth is lies. One path is death, One path is life. One question asked, The path to… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
We are not meant to know the time or the nature of our deaths (for all of us secretly hope that we… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“When she was taken from me it was like the death of a world, an infinite number of futures coming to an… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
“Mortality shadowed him like a falcon mantling its wings over dying prey.” — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“For a moment they still lived and I experienced their deaths as a fresh loss with each waking, so that I was… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
“An interesting thing happened today,” she said, giving me just enough time to get the word “hi” out of my mouth. “I… — John Connolly 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 way. All… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
He had quite liked the dwarfs. He often had no idea what they were talking about, but for a group of homicidal, class-obsessed small… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
I'm a ghost," said the small figure, then added, a little uncertainly, "Boo? — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“There is a price to be paid for everything, and it is a good idea to find out that price before you make the… — John Connolly 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
“When Louis relaxed, it was an indication that a threat was at hand and he was preparing to act, as when an archer releases… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“The presence in the living room called to her, summoning her in a hundred voices and none, a great dissonant harmony alien yet familiar,… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“Warraner would rather have been the king of nothing than the prince of something.” — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“had been like wandering into the wrong carnival sideshow, the kind that left one feeling sick and slightly soiled.” — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“think you just like tethering goats.” “Well, be sure to tell me when your rope begins” — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“David could tell, by looking at her face as she read, whether or not the story contained in the book was living inside her,… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
