Disappearance at Devil's Rock Quotes

Rate this book
Clear rating
Disappearance at Devil's Rock Disappearance at Devil's Rock by Paul Tremblay
7,702 ratings, 3.59 average rating, 1,216 reviews
Open Preview
Disappearance at Devil's Rock Quotes Showing 1-8 of 8
“All cats are assholes. It’s what makes them so cool.” “True.”
Paul Tremblay, Disappearance at Devil's Rock
“Maybe the people who go away are the ones who are not afraid, not sad, and not alone. Maybe there’s a place where they gather and say things like What is to be done with all the silly people we left behind?”
Paul Tremblay, Disappearance at Devil's Rock
“But ghosts aren't white and bright. Ghosts are shadows of someone or something gone wrong.”
Paul Tremblay, Disappearance at Devil's Rock
“The urge to be the one who disappears suddenly becomes a compulsion. Maybe the people who go away are the ones who are not afraid, not sad, and not alone. Maybe there’s a place where they gather and say things like What is to be done with all the silly people we left behind? Kate”
Paul Tremblay, Disappearance at Devil's Rock
“Tonight isn't about more dark, it's about more nothing.”
Paul Tremblay, Disappearance at Devil's Rock
“Elizabeth actively despises the landline’s inefficiency in regard to their everyday lives. The only calls the phone receives are credit card offers, scam vacation prizes, charities and fringe political groups looking for money, and the occasional mass recorded message from the town of Ames broadcasting the closing of school during snowstorms. When the kids were little, Elizabeth wanted to keep the landline so that they’d be able to dial 911 should “anything bad happen.” That was the phrase”
Paul Tremblay, Disappearance at Devil's Rock
“Luis imagines his smallness as a condition without a cure, and it’s accelerating. He’ll shrink so that the grass is over his waist and then over his head, and he’ll continue shrinking until the grass stalks are as large as redwoods, until he’s down in the dirt with the ants and the ticks and the spiders, and then he’s even too small for them to bother with, and maybe it would be okay living down here alone in the secret roots of the world.”
Paul Tremblay, Disappearance at Devil's Rock
“there’s only the crying and pieces of yourself leaking away, never to be retrieved.”
Paul Tremblay, Disappearance at Devil's Rock