“They were the clothes of a child, and he was a child no longer.” — John Connolly Child Copy Share Image
“The evolutionary curve obviously sloped pretty gently where Six came from.” — John Connolly Evolution Copy Share Image
There is a very conservative element of crime writers that don't recognise what I do is crime fiction. — John Connolly Conservative Copy Share Image
I'm a ghost," said the small figure, then added, a little uncertainly, "Boo? — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“I think we’ve established that her son is crazy, and crazy cancels out clever every time.” — John Connolly Copy Share Image
I find that I take a great deal of pleasure knowing I get up people's noses to some degree. — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“where there are books, there will always be haters of books alongside the lovers of them.” — John Connolly Books Copy Share Image
“(To those who are themselves unhappy, the contentment of others can sometimes be mistaken for tedium.)” — John Connolly Contentment Copy Share Image
“He was just a boy wearing pajamas, one slipper, and an old blue dressing gown under a stranger's jacket, and he did… — John Connolly Blue dress 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 Darkness Copy Share Image
“A job, in their view, was a job, and, as with most jobs, you just had to find that perfect balance between… — John Connolly Perfect balance Copy Share Image
“I think Philip could spend an afternoon throwing puppies from the top of the Empire State and only stop when his arm… — John Connolly Animal Copy Share Image
“Men and men, men and women, whatever the permutation, in the end one partner usually feels more than the other and that… — John Connolly Men and women 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
“Funny, that. For so long Wormwood had desired the throne and then, when he'd had it, it hadn't been worth desiring after… — John Connolly Funny Copy Share Image
She was plump, with dyed red hair and a face so caked with cosmetics that the floor of the Amazon jungle probably… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“What do you believe in?’ asked David. ‘I believe in those whom I love and trust. All else is foolishness. This god… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“But some gifts are worse than curses, and the dark side of the gift is that they know. The lost, the stragglers,… — John Connolly Curses Copy Share Image
You mean they killed her?" asked David. They ate her," said Brother Number One. "With porridge. That's what 'ran away and was… — John Connolly Brother Copy Share Image
David's mother would often tell him stories were alive. They weren't alive in the way people were alive,or even dogs or cats.… — John Connolly Alive Copy Share Image
“Before she became ill, David’s mother would often tell him that stories were alive. They weren’t alive in the way that people… — John Connolly Parenting Copy Share Image
“David tried to give a form to the beast at the heart of the poem but found that he could not. It… — John Connolly Poetry 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 Death Copy Share Image
“I had met plain women, even ugly women, whose physical shortcomings had been remedied by the spirit within, their decency and kindness… — John Connolly Change Copy Share Image
“If it is true that nature abhors a vacuum, then criminality regards it as a business opportunity.” — John Connolly Business Copy Share Image
“I’m not in the business of facilitating the creation of martyrs. That’s” — John Connolly Business Copy Share Image
“The mind is a theater. It cannot be allowed to go dark. It must be maintained.” — john connolly Dark Copy Share Image
“Regrets, Blacksmith, make poor currency. You can't but back with them what you most desire.” — John Connolly Desire Copy Share Image
“The worst thing you can do as a writer is waste people's time.” — John Connolly Time 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 Boys Copy Share Image
“If cats could count, they’d start getting nervous around the time they put paid to their fifth life.” — John Connolly Cats Copy Share Image
“Warraner would rather have been the king of nothing than the prince of something.” — John Connolly King Copy Share Image
“He has his father’s distinctive good looks, like a badly made crash test dummy. He also smells like a funeral parlor, but… — John Connolly Father Copy Share Image
Here is a truth, a truth by which to live: there is hope. There is always hope. If we choose to abandon… — 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 Evil Copy Share Image
“Although it was cold out, he opened the window slightly because the room smelled of sleep. The action dislodged something red and… — John Connolly Red and black Copy Share Image
“If you’re getting fucked, then you’re getting fucked. But if you’re getting fucked by someone who’s smiling, then you’re really getting fucked.” — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“Stories wanted to be read, David's mother would whisper. They needed it. It was the reason they forced themselves from their world… — John Connolly Life Copy Share Image
“You don't have much faith in people, do you?” said David. “I don't have much faith in anything,” Roland replied. “Not even… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
Why is there always one bloke in these boy bands who looks like he came to fix the boiler and somehow got… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
