You cannot stare evil in the face; it has no face. It has no body, no bones, no blood. Any attempt to describe it ends in glibness and self-delusion.
Douglas PrestonMots clés evil
We all have a Monster within; the difference is in degree, not in kind.
Douglas PrestonThe Monster’s crimes were so horrific that a mere man could not possibly have committed them. Satan, in the end, had to be invoked.
Douglas PrestonI can see that an insufficent, or perhaps even defective, socialization process has led you to believe that four-letter words add power to languauge
Douglas PrestonMots clés humor child pendergast preston still-life-with-crows
Wissenschaft und Religion befinden sich in einem tiefen Konflikt. Das können wir rund um die Welt beobachten. Beide sind auf der Suche nach derselben Sache: der Wahrheit der Existenz. Es kann keine Versöhnung zwischen den beiden geben, solange die eine Seite privilegierten, göttlichen Zugang zur absoluten Wahrheit für sich beansprucht. Meiner Meinung nach ist die Wissenschaft der Weg zur Wahrheit. Wir brauchen keine Propheten, jungfräulichen Geburten oder Schrifttafeln von Gott. Die Wissenschaft wird den Schleier vor Gottes Gesicht lüften – des wahren Gottes dieses wunderschönen Universums. Das ist nicht der von Menschen gemachte Gott, der vor 2.000 Jahren von einem Hirtenvolk erfunden wurde. Zumindest ist das meine Hoffnung.
Douglas PrestonLaunches the reader into a story of science and ancient mystery that will blow your mind: [From New York Times bestselling author Douglas Preston]
Douglas PrestonWhat we have here is a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma.
Douglas PrestonOnce again, we shall have to operate not only outside the box, but outside the room containing the box.
Douglas PrestonWhat the hell was your pal Bertin demanding?” he asked. “Sipping syrup?”
“It’s a cocktail he prefers when he gets, ah, overly excited.”
“A cocktail?”
“Of sorts. Lemon–lime soda, vodka, codeine in solution, and a Jolly Rancher candy.”
“A what?”
“Bertin prefers the watermelon–flavored variety.”
D’Agosta shook his head. “Christ. Only in Louisiana.”
“Actually, I understand the concoction originated in Houston.
PEE-WEE BOXER SURVEYED THE JOBSITE WITH DISGUST. THE FOREMAN was a scumbag. The crew were a bunch of losers. Worst of all, the guy handling the Cat didn't know jack about hydraulic excavators. Maybe it was a union thing; maybe he was friends with somebody; either way, he was jerking the machine around like it was his first day at Queens Vo-Tech
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