“If cats could count, they’d start getting nervous around the time they put paid to their fifth life.” — John Connolly Copy Share Image
This life is filled with threats and danger, David. We face those that we have to face, and there will be times… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
I thought it was her wicked stepmother who poisoned her...' '...Turned out the wicked stepmother had an alibi.' '...Seems she was off… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“After all this time, he had hope, and then hope was gone, and he hates himself for giving in to hope. He,… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“The Great Malevolence had been squatting in the blackness for a very long time. He was there billions of years before people,… — 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
“I met Hamlet at a number 48B bus stop,” said Mr. Gedeon. “He’d been there for some time, poor chap. At least… — 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
Once upon a time – for that is how all stories should begin – there was a boy who lost his mother. — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“Parker felt, not for the first time, as though he had wandered into a ghost story.” — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“I slipped from present to past, sliding down the snake heads of memory into what was and what would never be again.” — John Connolly Copy Share Image
. . . For a lifetime was but a moment in that place, and each man dreams his own heaven. And in… — 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
“Come on,” I said a third time, to the approaching darkness, to the figures that beckoned from within it, to the peace… — 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
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
