The Ghost on My Couch Quotes

“What the—who the—what the fucking fuck?”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch

“Oh man, Alex. That's sad. Seriously, mate, go get yourself laid."

"What?" He gave Baldrick a quick kiss on his little head--he didn't care how stupid he looked, he loved his ugly cat--and put him down on his kitty bed in the corner.

"Isn't that what single sad people do--get cats when they've given up on human companionship?”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch

“Actually, I wouldn't mind a Malibu and coke."

"You're having a fucking pint."

"Is my choice of drink too gay for you?"

"Malibu and coke is a pussy drink. Last I heard you were strictly anti-pussy.”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch

“Alex smiled. Andy was a good mate.
“And they'll get a good laugh out of that black eye.” He grinned.
Alex glared; Andy was a dickhead”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch

“My life didn't get good until I died, Alex. The very best part of it has been here in this flat, with you.”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch

“How can it be alright? How can anything ever be alright when I can never tell you, never touch…?”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch

“The world, his world, had been robbed of this wonderful person. He’d now only be a part of the past, which made the present unbearable and the future a sick joke. Sid was dead. Sid was dead.”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch