Rob Thurman Quotes

You're so very good at that. The temper, the scowl. You must drink shots of testosterone in your morning coffee.

Leandros's favorite place had turned out not to be vegetarian, but vegan, which was for people who preferred their suicide slow.

Pooh hater,' I muttered under my breath. 'Winnie-the-Pooh was not a koala--why am I even arguing about this with you?

We all have our security blankets in this world. Some are just sharper than others.

There are a lot of truths in this world. When it rains it pours. It's always darkest before the dawn. He who smelt it dealt it.

You're the little spoon, aren't you?

Look at the ex-demon with his big boy pants on now.

Pick up your clothes. I am not your maid. How do I know this? A maid cannot kill you with a tube sock. I can.

Lies were like acid, corrosive: They could dissolve trust in a heartbeat.

They don't have to choose either/or. They can have their cake and mutilate it too.

If there is no trust, there is nothing. Trust is all.

Memories - you can't escape them, but you can't let them rule you either.

I raised another shot. "That sound you hear is the heads of moral conservatives spontaneously exploding in the distance.

What're you still doing up? You know all good little ninjas should be in bed, visions of homicidal sugarplums dancing in their heads.

Snap judgments? I'd gotten over those about the time I was toilet trained. Swore off diapers and faith in the human experience all in one week.

Home is where the heart is or where you bury the ones you want to eat later.

All of his life had been about making sure I kept mine.

When life gives you lemons. . . You might as well shove 'em where the sun don't shine, because you sure as hell aren't ever going to see any lemonade.

Funny thing about faith ... it goes a lot faster than it comes.

I am your brother. I was supposed to be your brother before either of us was born. Karmic debt. It appears I was Vlad the Impaler or Genghis Khan in a past life.

People--stupid when they lived; potentially stupid when they died.

Why is it always the world? Why is it never just half a block? Or Jersey? You know, something we could live without?

Niko was a man of few words and flying, sugary snacks. I like that in a human. ~Catcher

The guy had guts—I had to give him that. Later on I was hoping for a first-hand look at them.