Doug

“Joe, you did fine,” Mercer says. “You were great. But there is no question that we are in the shit. We are in the savage jungle. For some reason, which I do not yet apprehend, there are titans stirring in the deeps and shadows on the stairwell. As my youngest cousin Lawrence would say, we are up to our necks in podu. This, incidentally, is Reggie, who is one of my occasional thugs,” indicating the gnarled youth on his left. “Now retiring to become a vet, would you believe, but for the next ten minutes you can trust him with your life, only don’t, trust me instead. Anyway … good evening, and what the fuck is going on, and try the lamb, it’s excellent.”
― Nick Harkaway, Angelmaker

“He looked at me. “If I were a creek, I would be where the ground slopes.”

“Right.” Sometimes it was good to have an Indian scout.”
― Craig Johnson, Death Without Company

“A dream is a wish your heart makes”
― Ethan Rutherford, The Peripatetic Coffin and Other Stories

“When your friend is decomposing, surely you owe it to them to inhale their death. To do otherwise seems impossible prim.”
― Nick Harkaway, Angelmaker