It isn't that the lies are too beautiful to resist. It's that the truth is too hideous to face. Rick Yancey More Quotes by Rick Yancey More Quotes From Rick Yancey Yes, my dear child, monsters are real. I happen to have one hanging in my basement. Rick Yancey real monsters children Self-pity is egotism undiluted, after all—self-centeredness in its purest form. Rick Yancey centeredness pity self Just because a man is a homicidal maniac doesn't make him wrong. Rick Yancey homicidal maniacs men The doctor frowned upon drinking and often expressed wonderment at men who willingly made imbeciles of themselves. Rick Yancey doctors drinking men The cold stars spun to the ancient rhythm, the august march of an everlasting symphony. They are old, the stars, and their memory is long. Rick Yancey august stars memories I was woefully ignorant in the social graces. I was being raised, after all, by Pellinore Warthrop. Rick Yancey ignorant grace social It's an either/or world now. Rick Yancey either-or world It isn't up to me to break his heart; that's time's job. Rick Yancey break heart jobs I do not mean to mock or ridicule your life's work, for in one way at least it mimics my own: We have dedicated our lives to the pursuit of phantoms. The difference is the nature of those phantoms. Mine exist between other men's ears; yours live solely between your own. Rick Yancey differences men mean Have you fallen in love, Will Henry?" "That's stupid." "What is? Love, or my question?" "I don't know." "You don't know? You've tried that trick once. What do you suppose it will work better the second time?" "I don't love her. She bothers me." "You have just defined the very thing you denied. Rick Yancey what-is-love tricks stupid Could there be irony crueler than this? How, upon his rescue, the truth had brought him here, to a house for the mad, for only a madman believes what every child knows to be true: There are monsters that lie in wait under our beds. Rick Yancey believe lying children I assure you, Constable Morgan, I am quite sane, as I understand the word, perhaps the sanest person in this room, for I suffer from no illusions. I have freed myself, you see, from the pretense that burdens most men. Much like our prey, I do not impose order where there is none; I do not pretend there is any more than what there is, or that you and I are anything more than what we are. That is the essence of their beauty, Morgan, the aboriginal purity of their being, and why I admire them. Rick Yancey essence men order But monsters, I now know, come in all shapes and sizes, and only their appetite for human flesh defines them. Rick Yancey shapes flesh monsters We are the hunters---and we are also the bait. Rick Yancey bait hunters A word of advice, Will Henry. When a person of the female gender says she wants to show you something, run the other way. The odds are it is not something you wish to see. Rick Yancey odds running advice And red is not the color of apples or roses or the dresses that pretty girls wear in the summertime. That is not the color of red at all. Rick Yancey apples color girl Perhaps God waits for us to be empty, so he may fill us with himself. Rick Yancey empty waiting may Please, do not leave me, Will Henry. I would not survive it. You were nearly right. What Mr. Kendall was, I am always on the brink of becoming. And you - I do not pretend to know how or even why - but you pull me back from the precipice. You are the one... You are the one thing that keeps me Human. Rick Yancey leaving-me please becoming There are those who labor in the darkness, that the rest of us might live in the light. Rick Yancey light darkness might Tampons. I’m constantly worrying about my stash and if I’ll be able to find more. Rick Yancey tampons able worry
