Try not to sing too many sad songs for yourself. The universe already hates you. Self-pity isn't going to help.
Richard KadreyThat's what Glocks are. High-precision killing machines that scream "Daddy Issues.
Richard KadreyWhen you jump off a cliff, is it better to land on jagged rocks or burning lava? I know this one. The answer is obvious: It doesn't matter where you land. You just jumped off a cliff.
Richard KadreyBesides Getting my ass kicked, my main accomplishment on this trip has been to massacre an incredible number of completely innocent clothes. I'm the Joseph Stalin of laundry.
Richard KadreyAs sweet as it feels, I can't lie here forever curled up in a big ball of fuck-the-world.
Richard Kadrey...playing with the Barbie-size keyboard on my new phone. Phones are like toys now. They fit in your pocket, light up and vibrate like joy buzzers. Plus, you can get-I mean, "access"-the Internet and find anything you want. Music. Maps. Porn. Anything. If cell phones came with a cigarette dispenser, they'd be the greatest stupid invention ever.
Richard KadreyMemories are bullets. Some whiz by and only spook you. Others tear you open and leave you in pieces.
Richard KadreyMots clés pain metaphor memories bullets
Are you asking because you want to see if doc can turn you into a librarian when all this is over?" [p.240:]
Richard KadreyOh Christ. Put me back with the zombies, Strawberry Shortcake." [p. 411]
Richard KadreyLet me make sure I have this straight. The cavalry just now rode into town and it's a Czech Gypsy porn-star zombie killer. Have I got that right?
Richard KadreyMots clés dark-humor zombies
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