Top 68 Rob Thurman Quotes
#1. They don't have to choose either/or. They can have their cake and mutilate it too.
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#2. And he had it all over Octavian, let me tell you. Hung like a Pegasus, he was.
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#3. Grocery lists I lost; my shit list was forever.
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#4. Don't accept what's out there because that is all that's out there. Look for the new and unusual. Seek out what you genuinely want to read and don't settle.
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#5. Grumbling incoherently, I fished in my jacket pocket for sunglasses. "Fear not, night dweller," Niko said with mocking gravity. "It is merely the sun, something you would see more often if you would roll out of bed before late afternoon.
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#6. No, you're not like me. You're better. A better person, a better goddamn everything. Now, eat your breakfast. And if you open your mouth to say you aren't everything I know you are, I'll stuff that bagel in it. Plain. Without cream cheese.
Healthy food
the ultimate threat.
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#7. Alone: it was no way to live and it was no way to die.
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#8. Nice guy. Salt of the earth. The stick up his ass is just a bonus." "Let us not make light of the rectally challenged." Niko disposed of the mug with disdain, wiping his hand thoroughly on a towel afterward. "The condition is no doubt congenital. Completely beyond his control.
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#9. Get a grip, change your shorts, and move on to the task at hand.
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#10. The guy had guts - I had to give him that. Later on I was hoping for a first-hand look at them.
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#11. Smote.' I haven't gotten to use that word since my days upstairs. I kind of miss it. Lots of pomp and circumstance in a word like that." He tapped his chin as the smile became sly. "Downstairs we just say slaughter or massacre or team-building exercise.
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#12. Pooh hater,' I muttered under my breath.
'Winnie-the-Pooh was not a koala
why am I even arguing about this with you?
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#13. Snap judgments? I'd gotten over those about the time I was toilet trained. Swore off diapers and faith in the human experience all in one week.
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#14. I am your brother. I was supposed to be your brother before either of us was born. Karmic debt. It appears I was Vlad the Impaler or Genghis Khan in a past life.
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#15. Their work is timeless. It transcends the bubblegum pap that passes for music now. A Beatles song is a flawlessly executed kata. Anything else is simply wrestling in Jell-O, he returned with disdain.
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#16. Everyone has something in their life, in their world, that can break them.
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#17. The relationship between my brain and my mouth tended to be casual at best.
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#18. Why is it always the world? Why is it never just half a block? Or Jersey? You know, something we could live without?
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#19. I have people in my life, of course. Some write; some don't. Some read; some don't. Some stare vacantly into space when I talk the geeky talk and walk the geeky walk, but they make killer chocolate chip pancakes and so all is forgiven.
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#20. Funny thing about faith ... it goes a lot faster than it comes.
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#21. He touched my little brother - I stopped his heart.
It was a fair trade.
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#22. But hoping you never saw someone again is a damn sight different from wishing them dead.
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#23. Told me that when you bury emotions like that, you're only pissing them off ... making them stronger, because you're burying them alive. They don't like that, and one day they'll make sure that you don't like it either.
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#24. It is difficult to threaten someone who doesn't have the necessary attention span to register fear.
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#25. Spartacus," I called, "how's it hanging?" Probably not too well. Once you're dead, had your organs removed, and are resurrected as an undead mummified cat, your testicles probably looked like old raisins that had rolled under the couch. Raisins didn't tend to ... hang.
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#27. Robin had presented him with a fake degree from a university in Athens where the puck had an old acquaintance who still got a kick out of teaching, despite hemlock rumors to the contrary.
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#28. Mama said there was always a catastrophe coming. Someone's world was always coming to an end. It wasn't our worry to change every ending, only the endings we could
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#29. That's what I have you for," I grinned. "I'm just here to carry the heavy stuff. The union says thinking rolls me into overtime
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#30. What're you still doing up? You know all good little ninjas should be in bed, visions of homicidal sugarplums dancing in their heads.
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#31. The place was out in Jersey ... Newark. And while that made living with yourself harder, it did make parking somewhat easier.
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#32. When life gives you lemons ... You might as well shove 'em where the sun don't shine, because you sure as hell aren't ever going to see any lemonade.
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#33. I am not sleeping with him." I shot him a poisonous glare. "If I had a bumper sticker, it would read, 'Demon slayer, not demon layer.' " "Your mouth says no, but your cleavage says yes.
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#34. You can't choose, who you are. No matter how you struggle, some things will never change. And maybe they schouldn't.
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#35. Lies were like acid, corrosive: They could dissolve trust in a heartbeat.
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#36. Niko was a man of few words and flying, sugary snacks. I like that in a human. ~Catcher
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#37. Home is where the heart is or where you bury the ones you want to eat later.
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#38. Look at the ex-demon with his big boy pants on now.
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#39. Memories - you can't escape them, but you can't let them rule you either.
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#40. She'd eat you alive." "She would, would she?" Niko said dryly. "Seriously, Nik, she's dangerous, a predator." This voice-of-reason shit, it had to stop. It was a strain on my resources. His lip twitched. "And what, little brother, do you think I am?" Damn. He had me there.
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#41. Who do you take me for?" "The devil?" Please. The devil wished he had half my style and a fourth my schemes.
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#42. I need it all: in-depth characterization, fantastic/warped world building, a plot that could out-race Secretariat, and a 'voice.' I need to hear a uniqueness in the author's voice.
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#43. I love Urban Fantasy, even though I'm inevitably compared to 'Supernatural,' only a little more edgy.
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#44. Pick up your clothes. I am not your maid. How do I know this? A maid cannot kill you with a tube sock. I can.
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#45. All I cared was that she had never lied. She was honest in a world just the opposite, and a cool oasis in my life. She was who she said she was, and everything Sophia, my mother, the pathologically manipulative liar, had never been.
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#46. She was more of a marble statue under a cascade of moonlight, smelling like flowers and ivy - the glory of a weeping graveyard angel.
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#47. But you know what they say ... Size isn't everything. Of course the people that say that are divided into two categories: dickless wonders and those not facing the troll that could've eaten New Jersey.
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#48. She'd also said more than once that I wasn't half as clever as I thought I was. Considering what I thought of myself, that still made me pretty damn clever.
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#49. He tried to turn me into a buffet?" I gritted my teeth. "Before he killed me? He couldn't kill me first and then eat me? That's just fucking rude.
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#50. All of his life had been about making sure I kept mine.
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#51. The bus is full of German tourists in shorts so short that they required a Brazilian wax for the men as well as the women. There had been thighs as bountiful as baking bread, as wobbly as Jello, and as pitted as the surface of the moon.
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#52. People
stupid when they lived; potentially stupid when they died.
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#53. Wouldn't you leave a light on? Knowing what I knew and not knowing anything else at all, why would I want the darkness where the monsters hide?
Because killers hide there too.
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#54. We all have our security blankets in this world. Some are just sharper than others.
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#55. Leandros's favorite place had turned out not to be vegetarian, but vegan, which was for people who preferred their suicide slow.
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#56. Call my cell." He whipped out a card and passed it over. "Here's my number." I didn't bother to look at it. "I'm guessing 666- 6666." "Oh, right. As if that number weren't snatched up decades ago.
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#57. And who died and made you boss?" But I knew a lost cause when I saw it and was already pulling my hair back with nimble fingers.
Niko slapped a shoulder holster against my chest. "No one. Like all truly great dictators, I seized that power myself. Now finish up. We leave in five minutes.
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#58. I'd be a monster fighter who rode the bus. It didn't get any more bad-ass than that.
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#59. You always remember the words that come back to bite you in the ass, no matter how much you'd like to forget them.
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#60. There are monsters among us. There always have been and there always will be. I've known that ever since I can remember, just like i've always known I was one.
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#61. Me? I was lucky to get a grunt from the local pizza delivery girl. And I had nice eyes too, not to mention a killer ass. There truly was no justice in the world.
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#62. You're so very good at that. The temper, the scowl. You must drink shots of testosterone in your morning coffee.
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#63. Writing monsters is fun, and it's easy. When I want one, I just reach under the bed and pull it out, kicking and screaming.
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#64. It's an unfortunate fact of life," Niko said with grimly amused resignation. "Where there are graveyards, there are flesh-eating revenants. Where there are cars, there are car salesmen.
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#65. It's true. Goodfellow is monogamous. he's become a freak. A pervert. Depravity on the cloven hoof."
"Or his balls fell off," suggested another puck who came to the bar. "Or his dick. Anyone who would hang out with Bacchus is bound to get a catastrophic genital rotting illness at some point.
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#66. I raised another shot. That sound you hear is the heads of moral conservatives spontaneously exploding in the distance.
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#67. If there is no trust, there is nothing. Trust is all.
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#68. There are a lot of truths in this world. When it rains it pours. It's always darkest before the dawn. He who smelt it dealt it.
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