I see you, Ben. I always have. You're in my pack." He pulled away. "What if being packmates isn't enough for me?

I've been accused of being a minimalist writer. I don't like a lot of verbiage in there.

Chance wore a white tuxedo with tails. On anyone else? Doopy. On him? Yes, please.

Death in anonymity is the ultimate insult to human dignity.

Who's going to rob us? A crackhead crab? A jellyfish junkie?

Why do all your brilliant ideas involve felonies?

I've never lost my capacity to be shocked.

Indecision is the key to flexibility.

Channel your outrage ... Do that which you are able to do.

Though a good cop, Luc Claudel has the patience of a firecracker, the sensitivity of Vlad the Impaler, and a persistent skepticism as to the value of forensic anthropology. Snappy dresser, though.

Experience is a valuable thing. It enables us to recognize mistakes when we repeat them.

Heartbreak is a loss. Divorce is a piece of paper.

In prayer we call ourselves 'worms of the dust' but it is only on a sort of tacit understanding that the remark shall not be taken at par.

Whosoever obeyeth the devil, casteth himself down: for the devil may suggest, compel he cannot.

Share your knowledge and you become immortal.

I don't like to hurt people, I really don't like it at all. But in order to get a red light at the intersection, you sometimes have to have an accident.

I really don't think records should be made in the manner where you sit and write, and when you're finished writing, you start recording. That just seems conventional and old-fashioned to me.

It is no longer possible to escape men. Farewell to the monsters, farewell to the saints. Farewell to pride. All that is left is men.

Read at the level at which you want to write. Reading is the nourishment that feeds the kind of writing you want to do.

Our brains are wired to interpret shapes as faces and bodies. That's why people see the Virgin Mary in the clouds or even in cheese sandwiches. It's your cytoplasm, not some strange ectoplasm.

Who are you, Nature? I live in you; for fifty years I have been seeking you, and I have not found you yet.