Finish that sentence, Raith, and we throw down,” said Murphy in a calm, level voice.
Sometimes I forget how much I like riding the bike.” “Most chicks do,” I said. “Roar of the engine and so on.” Murphy’s blue eyes glittered with annoyance and anticipation. “Pig. You really enjoy dropping all women together in the same demographic, don’t you?” “It’s not my fault all women like motorcycles, Murph. They’re basically huge vibrators. With wheels.
There’s always a choice,” I said. “That’s the thing, man. There’s always, always a choice. My options might really, truly suck, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t a choice.
I was scared. Not in that half-pleasant adrenaline-charged way, but quietly scared. Wait-on-the-results-of-medical-tests scared. It’s a rational sort of fear that puts a lawn chair down in the front of your thoughts and brings a cooler of drinks along with it.
The old man’s staff was shorter and thicker than mine, but the carved sigils and formulae on it were noticeably similar, and the texture and color of the wood was identical.
Fear is a funny thing. In the right light, even tiny and insignificant fears can suddenly grow, swelling up to monstrous proportions.
I know I’ve screwed up,” I said. “I’m going to have to live with that. But I don’t want to lose you.
How are you going to talk to someone who has no idea?” Grimm said, nodding. “How can you explain something you can’t find words for? How can you get someone else to understand something for which they have no frame of reference?
Summer and Winter, constantly chasing each other, wounding what the other heals and healing what the other wounds.
There is no spoon.
False gods!” she cried, her blue eyes blazing as she stared at the Red King and the Lords of Outer Night. “Pretenders! Usurpers of truth! Destroyers of faith, of families, of lives, of children! For your crimes against the Mayans, against the peoples of the world, now will you answer! Your time has come! Face judgment Almighty!
Time to start doing,” I whispered.
You always a wiseass?” “No. Sometimes I’m asleep.” He.
You may pretend you are like them. But you are not.
What the hell kind of Hell was this supposed to be?
So there are things stacked against us,” I said. “What else is new?
If you let fear start driving some of your decisions, sooner or later, it will drive them all.
Guys who get their name splashed all over history and folklore don’t tend to be Boy Scout troop leaders.
It seemed like people could go one of two ways: Either freak out and start rioting, or they actually act like human beings in trouble out to, and look out for one another. When LA blacked out, there had been big time rioting. In New York, people had pulled together.
Better the enemy you know than the enemy you don’t.