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“Yeah, I keep a roll of hundreds up my snatch while I sleep; it’s good for my lower back.”
― Nat Cassidy, Mary: An Awakening of Terror

“Boys usually get to keep that confidence, I think; girls have to give it back like it never really belonged to them.”
― Nat Cassidy, Mary: An Awakening of Terror

“Ain’t that the most pathetic thing? I mean, shit, if you’re gonna be a monster, at least labia up and enjoy it. That’s what I always did.”
― Nat Cassidy, Mary: An Awakening of Terror

“There’s a corpse in the bathtub.”
― Nat Cassidy, Mary: An Awakening of Terror

“Judge them for what they wished to be,” he begged the Father of Gods, “not what the world made of them.”
― Nicholas Eames, Kings of the Wyld

“A tiger, however fearsome, could be hunted into a corner. It fought alone, so it died alone. But to hunt a wolf was to constantly look over your shoulder, wondering if others were behind you in the dark. “Lost?”
― Nicholas Eames, Kings of the Wyld

“The pool,” said Kallorek, pointing. “The pool, right there.”
“You mean the pond?”
“I mean the pool,” growled the booker. “Get in. Swim.” He accompanied these words with effusive gestures that set his jewellery ringing.
Clay examined the pond. “Swim to where?” he asked.
“What do you mean swim to where?” Kallorek’s brow deepened.
“Is it a healing spring?” Gabe asked. He flexed his arm, wincing as he extended it fully. “Because I think my elbow—”
“Listen, fuck your elbow!” Kallorek blew up. Clay had forgotten how short the booker’s fuse was. That big toothy smile one moment, and the next …“It ain’t a spring, or a pond, or a godsdamned sea nymph’s bathtub. It’s a fucking pool. Just a pool! You swim around in it to relax.”
― Nicholas Eames, Kings of the Wyld

“What was it about fathers, Clay wondered, that compelled so many of them to test their children? To insist that a daughter, or a son, prove themselves worthy of a love their mother offered without condition?”
― Nicholas Eames, Kings of the Wyld