“Do you know what Hell is? ...No fire, no brimstone. Man in his infinite folly invented that to rob from his brothers their will. Hell is existing without Our Father. None of His love touches me.” — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share Image
“Which God is the forgiving one, exactly? Old Testament, where He got His rocks off by smiting? Or New Testament, once Our Heavenly Father… — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share
“As a man, I was a failure. A pathetic teacher lusting after Catholic school girls in short skirts. As a monster, I'm superb. It's… — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share
“The whole concept of some stranger making his way down our chimney - not that we had one - suggested burglary more readily than… — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share
“Maybe [aliens] have been in our lives a lot longer than we want to admit. People have always seen strange things—elves and fairies—and now… — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share
“The seed of an urban legend finding fertile soil at the corner of tragedy and imagination.” — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share
“There was a charm in being reborn into the world when one was old enough to appreciate it.” — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share
“She hated anyone who clung to the supernatural when the natural was perfectly serviceable.” — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share
“Do you want me because you love me or because I provide you normality drag?” — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share
“You got a vicious animal inside you. It wants to snap, it wants to attack, but it's harmless because some woman fitted a muzzle… — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share
“He had not even done the fledgling courtesy of shredding open a major artery, anointing himself in the viscous gore, and desecrating her body.… — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share
“[T]hese friends were of the female persuasion, and while by and large they were bi and large, they still represented potential threats on [her]… — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share
“She kissed him… long enough he could almost hear her thoughts. Long enough that he began to know her story, know what she had… — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share
“Shane never knew how to address her friends' parents. She wanted to call her Mrs. Eliot's Mom, but knew that the cutesiness would not… — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share
“I don't think I'm being harassed by little green stalkers. I don't know what's really going on, but I'd rather try to eliminate all… — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share
