“Libraries—like train stations, crossroads, church belfries, and attics—are places where worlds leak together, where the Management, in its ineffable wisdom, tends not to look too closely on what goes on.” — Daniel Polansky Copy Share Image
“As far as immortality went, that was obviously not any sort of good at all. Who had ever met death without some partial measure… — Daniel Polansky Copy Share Image
“Because it’s a lit fuse, love – you light it yourself, and you stand around the powder keg afterward, grinning from ear to ear.” — Daniel Polansky Copy Share Image
“He’s gonna chill for a minute. Now offer him some motherfucking Froot Loops.” The man shrunk his head into his shoulders. “You want some… — Daniel Polansky Copy Share Image
“The train slowed to a crawl. “What’s below the turtle?” Flemel asked finally. “It’s turtles all the way down,” M informed him, stepping out… — Daniel Polansky Copy Share Image
“I leaned back into my chair, folded my arms together and made like I was pondering. ‘I understand. You’re worried about the future.’ ‘Damn… — Daniel Polansky Copy Share Image
“Once the trouble started he lit one of those boom sticks. Captain put him down, but..." Barley shrugged his swelled shoulders. "Not fast enough.… — Daniel Polansky Copy Share Image
“M did not like communities, which were usually filled with people, whom M liked even less.” — Daniel Polansky Copy Share Image
“If the human race has ever invented an institution more effective in the propagation of intellectual and ethical cripples than the nobility, I have… — Daniel Polansky Copy Share Image
“The Quaker did not scream: not when the blood began to come swiftly down his face, not when the force of Elf's attack carried… — Daniel Polansky Copy Share Image
“the rat king, they call it, unimaginatively. My long association with the city’s rodent population has yet to confirm its existence, but it’s a… — Daniel Polansky Copy Share Image
“The Questioner was repacking his tools with a vague air of disappointment. Deciding my legs were steady enough to carry me, I propped myself… — Daniel Polansky Copy Share Image
