Alien

“It was chintz but not the cat-lady chintz I was used to. Perhaps it was Mrs. Bellrush’s manner or steely blue eyes but I got the distinct impression that this was aggressive chintz, warrior chintz, the kind of chintz that had gone out to conquer an Empire and still had the good taste to dress for dinner. Any IKEA flat-pack that showed its face around here was going to be kindling.”
― Ben Aaronovitch, Moon Over Soho

“No, little one, George's ghost won't come back. Human beings don't have souls. No soul, no ghost. Simple."
"How can you say that?" protested Mopple. "We don't know whether humans have souls or not."
"Every lamb knows that your soul is in your sense of smell. And human beings don't have very good noses." Maude herself had an excellent sense of smell, and often thought about the problem of souls and noses.
"So you'd only see a very small ghost. Nothing to be afraid of.”
― Leonie Swann, Three Bags Full

“Tell me about Pryce,” said Tuesday. “He was a weirdo. A true-blue, first-class, dyed-in-the-wool weirdo.” Archie dipped a piece of naan into the malai kofta sauce. “New money, vulgar money. Barely tolerated. And I really don’t think he gave a fuck. Oh—” His eyes darted to Dorry. Dorry snorted. “Dude,” she said, “you kiss your mutha with that fucken thing?” “This is your influence?” he said to Tuesday. “Look what you’re doing to the youth.” “I believe the children are our future,” said Tuesday.”
― Kate Racculia, Tuesday Mooney Talks To Ghosts: A Mystery Adventure of Puzzles, Humor, and the Courage to Face Your Ghosts

“Stephen Blackmoore.”
― Kevin Hearne, Besieged