The Fallen Quotes

“We all got different hearts. And who somebody is? Is where they belong in there.”
― Cole McCade, The Fallen

“We in a cycle right now, turning right back around to that merry-go-round of shit, and each time we dig that spinning rut a little deeper and make it a little harder to climb out.”
― Cole McCade, The Fallen

“when she called herself an old lady and clung so hard to her broken truck, he felt like she was the last piece of a world gone, ready to fade away if he dared to blink.”
― Cole McCade, The Fallen

“You can usually take something good away from even the worst situations,”
― Cole McCade, The Fallen

“When he was done, who would pack his life into boxes? Who would decide what tiny fragments of his existence still had value to someone else?”
― Cole McCade, The Fallen

“The flashlight beam swept side to side, cutting a darkness clogged with clouds of dust so thick he could almost grasp them, fouled with the murky stink of mildew.”
― Cole McCade, The Fallen

“Silence should be peaceful. Silence should be calming. Silence should bring healing. But sometimes, silence was just the drawing breath before a scream.”
― Cole McCade, The Fallen

“They’d pretended—all of them faking, denying, lying—that they weren’t counting the seconds until leave was over and it was back out there into that world of yellow dust, that alien planet where the only color was death.”
― Cole McCade, The Fallen

“He sped through that dark inky path, the buildings around him twisting into crow-feather trees and reaching up toward a sky where the only white thing left in the world was the moon, shining so bright the stars shrank away and hid in the gloom.”
― Cole McCade, The Fallen

“Life didn’t come in safe recommended dosages. Life was all or nothing. Creation or destruction, and little in between.”
― Cole McCade, The Fallen

“He was a shaman of agony, his totem a beast of bone, and he’d summoned a terrible thing that howled to be fed before it would leave him be.”
― Cole McCade, The Fallen

“Pain was pain. A simple, stark reality, one that taught nothing, forgave even less.”
― Cole McCade, The Fallen