Craven Manor Quotes

“Shoot for the moon. If you miss, you’ll die horribly in the void of space.”
― Darcy Coates, Craven Manor

“Rules: No strangers are allowed onto the property. Do not enter the tower. Do not leave the groundskeeper’s cottage between midnight and dawn. Draw your curtains. Keep the door locked. If you hear knocking, do not answer it.”
― Darcy Coates, Craven Manor

“It will be fine. Go and season the door, just like regular people do all the time.”
― Darcy Coates, Craven Manor

“The crows were so numerous that they almost appeared like surrogate leaves, dark and ever shifting, as they weighed down the branches.”
― Darcy Coates, Craven Manor

“he’d felt desperate, always clawing for just enough money to pay rent and eat, running the endless treadmill of job applications and rejections, and feeling that homelessness was always just a misstep away.”
― Darcy Coates, Craven Manor

“I have lived for some time now, Mr. Kane, and it has given me appreciation for how insignificant many of our daily trials are. You will not find me lacking in patience.”
― Darcy Coates, Craven Manor

“And worst of all, people ignored him. Being homeless made him invisible. People would walk past, wearing thick coats and carrying hot takeaway coffees or eating burgers. Their eyes would pass over him as though he were an unattractive part of the scenery. No one said hello or even made eye contact. And that sense of non-existence had left him with a permanent fear of being forgotten by the world.”
― Darcy Coates, Craven Manor

“Even if I get murdered, it’s still better than being homeless again.”
― Darcy Coates, Craven Manor

“I think the cat... laughed at me.”
― Darcy Coates, Craven Manor

“Their eyes would pass over him as though he were an unattractive part of the scenery”
― Darcy Coates, Craven Manor

“The happy glow lasted until shortly after midnight, when something started tapping at his door.”
― Darcy Coates, Craven Manor

“boiled into a whole mess of ain’t-touching-that.”
― Darcy Coates, Craven Manor

“The manor wasn’t a cheerful place. It wasn’t bright or welcoming. But it felt secure. The last two hundred years hadn’t managed to crumble it. Storms could beat at its walls, plants could try to choke it, age could eat at the furniture, but it still stood just as tall and proud.”
― Darcy Coates, Craven Manor