Thomm Quackenbush, Flies To Wanton Boys Quotes

[H]e had heard of, but given little credence to, magic. There was always someone talking of folk remedies and charms, but it seemed to him the inclination of fools misunderstanding chance.

I cannot deal with obscurity for more than a few decades before I get the worst ache in my chest.

They wouldn’t have understood if they found him crying, when he woke and remembered all at once that he had once had a wife and child, so they never found him this way.

We do not require man’s religion for salvation. We do not believe in anything that forces people to keep their places in this world.

The safest thing to do when in danger is to be too stupid to know you are in danger.

Like chocolate, she craved sleep and it made her life brighter, but she could do without.

The art of chess is in knowing which is the most valuable piece in play, then having the courage to sacrifice it for the win.

I don’t think very many people get converted by someone telling them they are terrible. No one I’d want to rub shoulders with in Heaven, anyway.

I don’t much care for all this talk of God washing away all my dirt. I like a bit of grit around the edges. It gives me character and does a passable job of faking depth, from a distance.

[H]er retaliation only made the sin the greater because she could not find words to confess.

No divinity worth His salt could be contained in a book.

She sat in the silence that resulted in the absence of her words, feeling unburdened but not absolved.

Love and poor parenting are acceptable topics for any formal meal I make.

A college provides a means of accrediting and laundering one’s existence, so that what was may be forgotten under the weight of something far more mundane.

Do you know the amount of evil done by well-meaning humans? Oodles. Do you know the amount done by ill-meaning devils? Infinitesimal.

I know a great number of things, though never all at once or for very long.

Though Queen Victoria in England had suggested that makeup was impolite, even vanity, Gideon saw it as yet another weapon. It was not so different from magic.

The boys he met at Annandale only understood one kind of woman. They needed to be coddled and cooed over as their own mothers had done their whole lives.

Words could be quite enough for magic to occur, when the night was warm enough and the moon waxing.

God has planned the world too perfectly for me to doubt that everyone is where they are supposed to be.

You belong to the world. Don’t be afraid to be a part of it.

His mind was a tapestry constantly weaving and unweaving with the dedication of Penelope for her Odysseus.

[His] leaving had stabbed her heart. This organ was not inclined to forgive her for vulnerability.

You get a few of them together and don’t be surprised if pipes and drums appear out of nowhere. It is a sort of magic people believe in…

Angels are just beyond us. They’re creatures that biology doesn’t apply to. They don’t love humanity at all. They just love God.

The Word no longer belonged to Man because they believed it did not. Man saw the gods alone as Creators and forgot that there had ever been any other way.

Instead of the birds of the sky and beast of the field, the gods were more than men because Man needed them to be, for what could the world be if Man were the best of all creatures?

I could either succumb to the nightmares I’ve raised or paint them.

Nature was beautiful and filled with spirituality without needing to be likewise full of spirits.