Carol

“I suppose he'll die soon. I'm expecting it, like you do for a dog that's seventeen. There's no way to know how I'll react. He'll have faced his own placid death and slipped without a sound inside himself. Mostly, I imagine I'll crouch there at the door, fall onto him, and cry hard into the stench of his fur. I'll wait for him to wake up, but he won't. I'll bury him. I'll carry him outside, feeling his warmth turn to cold as the horizon frays and falls down in my backyard. For now, though, he's okay. I can see him breathing. He just smells like he's dead.”
― Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger

“Whoever's job it was to keep the room clean was clearly not an overachiever.”
― Steve Hamilton, Winter of the Wolf Moon

“Leon, no offense, but you don't exactly look like a hockey player."

"I told 'em I was a goalie. That's where they put the guy who can't skate, right? Just like in baseball when they put the worst player at catcher.”
― Steve Hamilton, Winter of the Wolf Moon

“I realized that cats make a perfect audience, they don't laugh at you, they never contradict you, there's no need to impress them, and they won't divulge your secrets.”
― Elle Newmark, The Book of Unholy Mischief