What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: 'This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more' .. Would...
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Friedrich Nietzsche
She glared at me like she was about to punch me, but then she did something that surprised me even more. She kissed me." Be careful seaweed brain." She said putting on her invisible cap and disappearing. I probably would have sat there all day,...
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Rick Riordan
Telling someone like my mother that Hell is a real, physical place, somewhere you can travel to and from, would be like spray-painting the statue of Jesus hanging over the pulpit during mass. Better off telling her the Pope is gay.
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Bill Blais
I knew I was a little different from most demons but nothing says freak of nature like a one-eyed gypsy saying I had a rainbow glow. It just didn't sound complimentary.
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Mary Abshire
If I've got a Dad, and his name is Wormwood Rot, and he's in some heavy metal rock band called Grave Dirt .. . then I'm definitely meeting him! She stares at me awkwardly, and I'm about to ask again–maybe even insist–when she says, "Honey,...
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Rusty Fischer
More Quotes By Bill Blais
Telling someone like my mother that Hell is a real, physical place, somewhere you can travel to and from, would be like spray-painting the statue of Jesus hanging over the pulpit during mass. Better off telling her the Pope is gay.
Most people create a destiny of minutiae, of the mundane. They create their own limitations. When the moment comes for them to stretch and leap, they find themselves boxed in, locked down by their own fears.
Demons exist, ' he says simply, as if talking about the weather. 'They are real and they are dangerous. We hunt them when necessary and return them when we can.
We fight monsters and unholy creatures for a living here. Grotesque, evil, violent, dangerous; they’re certainly all these things. And yet, we somehow manage to go to sleep each night and wake up each morning. The terror wears off. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>What was horrific becomes...
I’m in a secret underground hideout of a group of monster hunters, filled with magical totems, brass monkeys that move and enough firepower to take over a small country.
