Anansi Boys (American Gods, #2)

by Neil Gaiman

The nature of parents is to embarrass merely by existing, just as it is the nature of children of a certain age to cringe with embarrassment, shame, and mortification should their parents so much as speak to them on the street.

Everybody going to be dead one day, just give them time.”

Perhaps it was the devil in him. Probably it was the alcohol.

“You’re no help,” he told the lime. This was unfair. It was only a lime; there was nothing special about it at all. It was doing the best it could.