C.K. Vile > Quotes

“Fuck!” She yelled again, but her grin betrayed her indignation. “You fucker.” She shoved”
― C.K. Vile, Flypaper

“No, between man and bear, Kern would rather go one-on-one with the grizzly beast every time. Men were devious creatures. Dangerous.”
― C.K. Vile, Flypaper: Opus

“But anyway, your ‘friend’ is posting all this stuff that gives you a glimpse of their life, but that’s all it is. It’s the tiniest of glimpses. It’s not them, it’s not who they are. It’s the bits they allow you to see.”
― C.K. Vile, Flypaper

“was”
― C.K. Vile, Flypaper

“Danielle looked at her nails. A faint trace of red lined the underside of them. She ran her fingers through her hair and found the spot she’d scratched. She inspected her fingers again. Blood.”
― C.K. Vile, Flypaper

“Neither is mine, this is Forest Down, not fucking Detroit.”
― C.K. Vile, Flypaper: Opus

“One of the worst things about human beings is that most of them never change their minds about anything. They pick one road and stay on it until they go off a gosh damn bridge. There are signs everywhere that say ‘bridge out’ but they keep driving. I’m”
― C.K. Vile, Flypaper: Cast

“Nick searched for a way to get through to her. She wasn’t stupid. They’d had real conversations. He knew there was a part of her that was rational. He needed to reach it. What else was important to her? She was an artist, right? At least she thought so. “But your”
― C.K. Vile, Flypaper