Necromancer Quotes

“I slid back into our booth. My pie was still there. For some reason, that seemed like it shouldn't be. Hadn't I been gone a long time? I felt like a death should resonate, like the whole diner should have felt it. The pie should have crumbled into dust by now. People should be somber. But the Goth kids still laughed over their coffee, the drunks were still drunk, and my pie refused to mourn.”
― Lish McBride, Necromancer

“If you're going to think and be depressed, you might as well do it with pie, right?”
― Lish McBride, Necromancer

“register. I wondered why humankind seemed so dead set on destroying all of its accomplishments. We draw on cave walls, spend thousands of years developing complex language systems, the printing press, computers, and what do we do with it? Create a cash register with the picture of a burger on it, just in case the cashier didn’t finish the second grade. One step forward, two steps back—like an evolutionary cha-cha. Working here just proved that the only things separating me from a monkey was pants. And no prehensile tail, which I wish I had. Oh, the applications.”
― Lish McBride, Necromancer

“went out to join her, gently closing my bedroom door, safe in the knowledge that Death's Harbinger would wait for me no matter what. As long as I could bribe her with waffles, anyway. It's amazing what makes some people happy. Hold Me Closer, NECROMANCER”
― Lish McBride, Necromancer

“remember thinking that, even though she looked the same, she wasn't Ash anymore. Something had fundamentally changed. That a vital part of her was gone and wouldn't be stuck in the ground to rot. That made me feel better, but only a little.”
― Lish McBride, Necromancer

“I felt like a death should resonate, like the whole diner should have felt it. The pie should have crumbled into dust by now. People should be somber. But the Goth kids still laughed over their coffee, the drunks were still drunk, and my pie refused to mourn.”
― Lish McBride, Necromancer

“cats seem to be able to manage, and continued to drag her soul into the darkness. After Mrs. Clausen's ghostly white shoes vanished, the portal shut.”
― Lish McBride, Necromancer

“The cats, being cats, ignored her in that complete way only”
― Lish McBride, Necromancer

“There is something almost optimistic about a slice of lemon meringue pie. I’m not sure why. Is it the bright yellow or the fluffy white topping? But I didn’t trust the cherry pie, and bread pudding just freaks me out because I can’t imagine bread as a part of a dessert, so I had to go with the lemon. Ash ordered waffles with whipped cream and strawberries, with a side of chili cheese fries. I’d blame the odd mix on her being dead, but she ate like this when she was alive.”
― Lish McBride, Necromancer

“My dad had stopped taking interest in me as soon as he figured out I wouldn’t be following in his footsteps in pretty much any way. Not in his love for baseball, not in his vocation as an architect, and certainly not in his frequent skirt-chasing. I guess my ability to see women as people and not disposable sort of killed any last chance we had. Pity.”
― Lish McBride, Necromancer

“Ash shrugged, an easy roll of shoulders. Her shrugs had always been graceful. Mine looked more like shoulder spasms.”
― Lish McBride, Necromancer

“The cats, being cats, ignored her in that complete way only cats seem to be able to manage, and continued to drag her soul into the darkness.”
― Lish McBride, Necromancer