Drew Hayes Quotes

He kept expecting the techno-armored girl to move as he drew close, but she remained as lifeless as a politician's conscience.

I am still a god, after all. There's a certain way these things are done.

Glitter is a form of anti-depressant, because it is impossible to be sad when you twinkle.

Look, I'll tell you what I do, but you won't believe me." …
"Given that I just found you bound and gagged, my mind is somewhat more receptive than it might normally be."
"Well then, here's the deal," Krystal said as she sat down next to me. "Everything you think you know about monsters is a lie. Ghouls, ghosts, werewolves and more are real and hiding out behind the scenes in our world. Officially, they are known as parahumans.

I missed the days when I would silently judge seemingly crazy people in a park, instead of being one of them.

Bandit or demon, human or beast, none of it made any difference. The bandits had made this a situation of predators and prey. Only living mattered. Everything else was nothing more than an afterthought.

Remember when being a villain was all about wild nights and brawls in the street?

Oh sure, everyone else charges monsters and it's brave, I do it once and I'm a madman.

Thus the Guild of Villainous Reformation has three new apprentices."
Ivan resisted the urge to groan inwardly at the Guild's full name. He always thought it sounded like cult, more than a gathering of like-minded people.

Humans can only toil endlessly for so long. Every now and then we need to taste the sweeter things in life, to remember why we do the work in the first place.

The truth had its place, and it was called a deathbed.

I can really feel the love in this apprenticeship already," Tory said.
"You're not dead yet. That's about as loving as the Guild can get.

Krystal snorted out a laugh. "Hit on me? Freddy, Bubba is gay. Like really gay. Gayer than a unicorn butt-fucking a rainbow. You're the one he has a little crush on.

It's kind of creepy how logical you are. Sure you aren't part Vulcan?

Not every situation has a perfect solution; often, you just have to take your pick from the array of poor choices spread out before you.

For once, the only one she had to please with her decision was herself, and the truth was, Gabrielle had been far happier as a pretend goblin, than a pretend proper lady.

Grumph let out a harrumph, which indicated either that he was unharmed and waiting patiently for a new opportunity to arise, or that a sparrow had shit in his porridge.

In Seattle there is a constant hope for a period called "two days in a row when it doesn't fucking rain.

Sometimes, attaining the impossible was simply a matter of continuously putting one foot in front of the other, no matter what.

You know, you're a pretty terrible person." "You're not the first to accuse me of such." "I didn't imagine I would be. Still, in spite of that, or maybe because of it, you're also a really good friend.

one dream had him chased by a giant pumpkin wielding knives, while a later dream had him chased by a giant knife wielding pumpkins. The first had been scarier, yet curiously it was the second that jerked him from his slumber.

I got into magic because I got into alchemy. Which I got into because I was into chemistry, which I was learning about because I wanted to get better with botany, which I had taken up studying in an effort to grow some killer weed

Try not to let them scare you too much. But, don't forget, that they are scary people.

This is less of a 'the king needs a reason' thing and more of a 'the king loves burning shit and killing people' thing," Eric corrected.

In case it has slipped your notice, the vast majority of your education has emphasized survival and not getting caught."
"I'd say you talked more about the code than anything else," Tory pointed out.
"What did you think I meant by survival," Ivan countered.

it was that single factor that seemed to most determine how content they were with life: the willingness to act. Taking chances, even when they rarely paid off, still generated more joy

There may come times that you will regret not just dying when you had a chance.

Death was a one-shot deal - it happened, and then you were free. Sally was an old-school southern woman, and Hank knew first-hand that they weren't nearly as kind as death when they got cross.

Grumble is the god of henchmen and minions. Once a former lackey himself, after his deification he chose to look over his own people rather than putting on airs.

It's curious that children can either be expert liars or utterly incapable of hiding their emotions, and the classification changes from minute to minute.

You're a good man who happens to be a vampire. We aren't human, but that doesn't make us monsters.

Albert died in an unfortunate accident sometime ago and was raised as a zombie by his amateur necromancer friend, Neil. Bubba was a new friend we had acquired in Vegas when helping him gain back the freedom he had previously gambled away. The fourth member of our group, a government agent and my girlfriend named Krystal, was out of town for work this week, thus I was conducting my first weekly scrabble tournament with just the three of us. Which leaves only me to be accounted for in the explanation. My name. which I hope you know by now. is Frederick Frankford Fletcher and I am a vampire, though still not the type that inspires swooning or terror.

Happiness is a temporary chemical imbalance of the true state of mind.

Are you telling me that vampires and werewolves are the reason America won the Revolutionary War?," I asked, dumbfounded.

Sooner or later, they'll realize that having one spider in the house kills a lot of the lesser insects.

Instinct was well and good in the right situations, but I refused to let it dictate how I treated or reacted to the people around me. What they were was not the same as who they were, and I knew that better than anyone.

The training area was set up where the tournament would actually be held, since putting together two structures to serve the same purpose would be at the level of idiotic redundancy reserved for the highest halls of government.

Friday has always been the blessed child of Time. It's admired, looked forward to, and savored with each occurrence.