The Millionaires' Death Club Quotes

“His eyes followed Zara everywhere. She was such a bloody magnet, while every other woman had to endure a nuclear winter of lack of attention from the opposite sex.”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club

“They say that Medusa turned men to stone because she was so ugly,’ Marcus said wistfully. ‘I think the opposite was true: Medusa was beautiful beyond imagining. Her beauty paralysed men. It was because they became so still when they saw her that people believed they’d been turned to stone.”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club

“Dusted with frost, the mansion resembled a frozen palace from a fairytale. As I gazed at the white facade glinting in the morning light, I remembered that story I read as a kid – was it Narnia? – about the Snow Queen who seduced the little boy. I thought of the Snow Queen’s palace of dead kisses and frozen loveliness, its white sparkling beauty, twinkling like ice crystals. But there was no happiness in the Ice Maiden’s palace, was there? She stole laughter with her kisses that froze the heart. Had her icy fingers touched my heart, just as they had Sam’s?”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club

“After sexual intercourse every animal is sad," he explained. "Don’t worry about it, Sophie. When the show’s over, you always feel empty. One second you’re energised like you’ve never been in your life, the next it’s all gone.”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club

“Tall and slim with exquisite high cheekbones, shining skin and a perfect jaw line, this Glamazon sauntered across the hall towards us. Her blonde hair was cut in dramatic spikes, punkish style. Her eyes were an astonishing shade, a kind of electric blue. When she looked at you, it was like having high intensity lasers trained on you. She had a kind of lustrous, supernatural beauty.”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club

“What I know is that those few days I spent with Sam will be forever like a glittering dream when life seemed, briefly, to have been painted in more vivid colours. But every bright colour fades in the end.”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club

“Medieval paintings often showed a beautiful woman standing next to a skeleton representing death. Perhaps the experts were wrong. Maybe it wasn’t the skeleton but the woman who symbolised death. Beauté du Diable – even before I met her, was I thinking of Zara? If anyone had the devil’s beauty, she did.”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club

“When you’ve soared as high as you can go, can you ever return to earth?”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club

“The pleasure and pain parts of the brain are linked and anything that affects one also affects the other. The worst lows follow the best highs – isn’t that what people have always said? Apparently there was now scientific proof that it was true. A hugely pleasurable experience also triggers the pain circuits in the brain. Eventually when the pleasure has gone all that’s left is the pain.”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club

“Aha," the witch said, "an intervention from the loyal secretary. Did you know the word derives from the Latin secretus meaning 'secret'? So, secretary, are you holding secrets, or are the secrets holding you?”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club

“Death is the purpose of life. To have children is to create death. At the start of the last century, the world’s population was one and a half billion – all of them in various stages of dying. At the start of this century, six billion people were at various points along the path to death. Do you see? – in just one century, four and a half billion extra deaths were generated. Death has quadrupled and the rate is increasing all the time. Soon there will be nothing but death. Life is a lethal virus, spreading death wherever it goes, infecting the whole universe”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club

“I call it the Suckers’ Fifth Amendment – the Law of self-incrimination. It explains so many things, like why fat people are fat – because something’s eating them. Smokers? – someone lit a fire under their ass. The people who rush around so much? – they’re running from themselves. Druggies? – they’re so low they have to get high. People are always shouting out to the world what’s wrong with them. You just need to read the signs.”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club

“Their plastic smiles were so deeply ingrained it would probably take an elite demolition team to remove them.”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club

“They say that life isn’t measured by how many breaths we take, but by how many moments that take our breath away. Some people will pay any price for those breathless moments.”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club

“That’s right, Lucy, that’s right,’ he said, overwhelmed by joy. 'There’s infinite hope, infinite hope, all the hope in the world. Even
for us.”
― Mike Hockney, The Millionaires' Death Club