In the Shadow of Spindrift House Quotes

“Everything that’s loved lives.”
― Mira Grant, In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“Humanity is an aberration, an affront upon all that is right and true and holy.”
― Mira Grant, In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“But my mind didn't feel entirely like my own anymore. If I was being honest, it hadn't since the first time I saw the sea, the great, dark, slate-colored sea. I could still feel it calling to me, as constant as the tides, my heart beating in time with the waves that smashed themselves against the shore, sending tendrils lacing deeper and deeper into Port Mercy, bringing it closer, inch by inch, to its inevitable watery grave.”
― Mira Grant (author), In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“(...) grief is a monster. Grief is a beast made of teath and claws and misery. (...) Some days I thought it was going to open its dreadful jaws and swallow me down whole... and some days I thought that might have been a good thing.”
― Mira Grant (author), In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“Nature will do whatever it can to destroy both the art and the architect, for how else can things be made right?
These things are true: the window's walk waits: the spiders sigh; and Spindrift House is calling its children home.”
― Mira Grant (author), In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“Spindrift House has had a great deal of time to decide what it wants to be, and what it wants to be is unforgiving.”
― Mira Grant (author), In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“Humanity has sacrified so much on the altar of geometry, sacrificing eons untold to the mathematical aberration of the straight line, the perfect angle. Perhaps one day, they will see the error of their ways.
Perhaps one day, they will come.”
― Mira Grant (author), In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“All time is limited. All time is passing. As humanity builds straight walls on bending, bowing cliffs and along the lines of rolling hills, that time pases even faster, offended until it flees into the future, where straight lines sage, where angles bend and break and fall apart, where the softness, freed from its geometrical bindings, can finally run free. This, then, is the punishmen for those harsh lines, for those unforgiving angles: that humanity's time should run fast and hot and short (...)”
― Mira Grant (author), In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“The seas are rising, the weather is changing, and Spindrift House is haunted.”
― Mira Grant, In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“If only everyone were so willing to accept that which is both true and inconvenient, perhaps this story would never have happened. Or perhaps it would. It is a straight line, after all, from foundation to eaves, and nature abhors a straight line. Nature will do whatever it can to destroy both the art and the architect, for how else can things be made right? These things are true: the widow’s walk waits; the spiders sigh; and Spindrift House is calling its children home. All the rest is details. All the rest is coming.”
― Mira Grant, In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“The angles of the walls we abhorrent, too straight, too clean. How could anything live in a place where everything stood in such defiance of natural, normal geometry? It was vile. Unspeakable.
Home.”
― Mira Grant (author), In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“It's the voice of Spindrift House. It's old, and it's tired, and it's lonely. So lonely that it aches, like a drowned man drawn by the weight of his own sorrows to the bottom of the sea. I feel sorry fot it, and I don't want to. It doesn't deserve my sorrow, or my pity. All it deserves is my fear.”
― Mira Grant (author), In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“But my mind didn't feek entirely like my own anymore. If I was being honest, it hadn't since the first time I saw the sea, the great, dark, slate-colored sea. I could still feel it calling to me, as constant as the tides, my heart beating in time with the waves that smashed themselves against the shore, sending tendrils lacing deeper and deeper into Port Mercy, bringing it closer, inch by inch, to its inevitable watery grave.”
― Mira Grant (author), In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“That isn't the mystery that gets us paid," said Addison.
"No, but it's the mystery that's going to make me wish I'd brought a lot more pot.”
― Mira Grant (author), In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“Spindrift House was waiting, door gaping wide, to swallow us don and begin to the long, terrible process of digestion.”
― Mira Grant (author), In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“Anyone who sleeps in this room, dreams in this room, will be privy to all the stations of the tide, and will have the waves to sing them to sleep every night.”
― Mira Grant (author), In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“The house is still straight and tall and proud, an architectural oddity rendered regal by the slow dissolve of all that lies below it. It looms, like some great beast of prey waiting for the perfect moment to strike and take that which was always meant to be its due. It lurks, a shadow in the reeds, a silent scream in the night.”
― Mira Grant (author), In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“In all of nature, only three things may build toward true straightness, true defiance of the organic curl. Crystals seek a stark, lifeless geometry, line leading into line leading into hard, unforgiving angle. Viruses, which may be said to bridge the gap between the unliving, unthinking mineral and the hot, ceaseless tempo of the animal, form viciously sharpened cutting edges, turning their own mindless bodies into weapons.
And then there is the human race.”
― Mira Grant (author), In the Shadow of Spindrift House

“Throat-punching is surprisingly soothing, when done correctly.”
― Mira Grant, In the Shadow of Spindrift House