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“Whether you approach your dreams on soft feet or in a breathless run, just so long as you acknowledge that your dreams are valuable and worthy of pursuing, then you’ve made it.”
― Devon Monk

“I don’t know how to explain it.”

“Try words. If that doesn’t work, we’ll move on to interpretive dance.”
― Devon Monk, Magic on the Storm

“The Mum has the temper of a demon with a diaper rash. (Shamus)”
― Devon Monk, Magic in the Shadows

“Fucking fuck fuck of a fuck.” Shame dug in his pocket for his cigarettes and lighter. His hands shook as he lit up.

“Eloquence, thy name is Flynn,” Terric said”
― Devon Monk, Magic on the Storm

“Mouth in gear, brain stuck in neutral.”
― Devon Monk, Magic at the Gate

“I glanced up at Zay, then walked over to stand next to him.
"You look good with a baby in your arms," he murmured.
I took his hand, careful with his fingers that were still wrapped in tape.
"Don't get your hopes up, Jones. I'm not the settling-down type."
"Want to bet on that?" he asked.
"Sure." I made a fist; so did he. We pumped three times.
I threw paper. Zayvion threw scissors.
I'd lost. Startled, I looked up at him. "Two out of three?"
Zay grinned. So did I.”
― Devon Monk, Magic on the Hunt

“I think you’re possessed.”

“Old news.”

“Huh. Anyone I know?”

“My dad. It’s a family issue I’m working on.”
― Devon Monk, Magic at the Gate

“He was like an undead boomerang. A zomberang.”
― Devon Monk, Magic at the Gate

“Don’t be an idiot,” Terric said. “You were unconscious less than ten minutes ago.”

“And you were a dick. One of us got better.”
― Devon Monk, Magic on the Storm

“Okay, that was so far down Creepy Lane that it had intersected with Scaring the Hell Out of Me Avenue. I hated that avenue.”
― Devon Monk

“Instinct told me it was dangerous.
I could handle dangerous. Dangerous and me went back a long way. We did lunch when dangerous was in town.”
― Devon Monk, Magic to the Bone

“I needed sleep. Big squishy bunches of it. Soon.”
― Devon Monk, Magic at the Gate

“I promise I'll stay as safe as I can. And since Zay refuses to leave me alone, I figure if things get bad, I can always shove him into the line of fire while I run like hell.”
― Devon Monk, Magic to the Bone

“Is there an option C? Take a vacation somewhere sunny, and drink a lot of rum until the world unfucks itself?”
― Devon Monk, Magic to the Bone

“... he trotted down the hallway on all fours and started in on his second favorite pastime, conversations with plumbing. Just what I needed: Stone, the Toilet Whisperer.”
― Devon Monk, Magic in the Shadows

“A corner of his mouth quirked up. “I play pool. Shoot hoops sometimes too. Any other sport you’re curious about?”

“Hockey? Polo?”

“Simultaneously. Trick is to keep the horses on their skates.”
― Devon Monk, Magic on the Storm

“Hey, rock dude, are you destroying the house? Causing mayhem? Who’s a ferocious gargoyle? Stoney’s a ferocious gargoyle.”
― Devon Monk, Magic at the Gate

“What the hell?” I muttered. Then I realized it was Jack Quinn’s car. Jack was a Hound and Bea’s boyfriend. The left blinker flashed on for just a second, and then Jack drove at speed again.

“Zayvion, I’m sorry to tell you I think I have a crush on another man.”

“Who is this unfortunate and soon-to-be-dead fool?” he asked.

“Jack. That’s his car. He must have been waiting for us, or maybe he followed us.”

“Jack Quinn has been following us?” Shame said.

“And now he’s taking us to Collins, I think.”

“Or a trap,” Shame said.

“He’s a Hound, Shame.”

“My statement stands.”

“You still don’t get it, do you?” I turned left, following the car. “Hounds are loyal. Jack and Bea told me they’d help me if they could. They’re not going to turn against me while I’m in trouble.”

“What happens when you’re not in trouble?” Shame asked.

“Don’t know. It’s never happened.”
― Devon Monk, Magic Without Mercy

“Rock, meet stubborn place.”
― Devon Monk, Magic on the Storm

“I wouldn’t want you to get in the shower and then pass out or some such. How about if I help you get out of your clothes? I’m an expert in platonic undressings.” He gave me that wicked smile. “Give it a rest. I’m not going to strip naked in front of you, and I’d rather pee in private.” “Half the injuries in a home happen in the bathroom. What kind of friend would I be to let you face that kind of danger alone? I mean, sure, you walked out of death, but this is a shower.” “Shame. Get out of my bathroom.”
― Devon Monk, Magic at the Gate

“...Magic is a heartless bitch, and she's had me by the throat for years.”
― Devon Monk, Magic to the Bone

“Looks like it’s game time,” Shame said. “Beautiful day for some ass kicking, don’t you think?”
― Devon Monk, Magic on the Hunt

“Shamus ordered half a cup of house brew. Then he proceeded to fill the cup up the rest of the way with milk and sugar. Lots of sugar.

“Sure you got enough milk in your sugar?” I asked as we strolled out of the shop and headed south.

He flipped me off. “You drink your coffee your way, and I’ll drink my coffee the right way.”
― Devon Monk, Magic in the Shadows

“Keep digging, Flynn. Six feet makes a grave.”
― Devon Monk, Magic on the Storm

“I doubt she likes the idea of seeing him put back in a cage.” “Maybe not,” he said. “But she knows that the Authority are the only people who might be able to help him.” “Or kill him,” I said. “That too. What is life without risk?” “Long?” Terric laughed, a sort of high whooping that made me—and Zayvion, much to my surprise—smile. Contagious. For all he had a serious exterior, Terric was the guy you’d want to sit next to at a funny movie, just to hear him laugh.”
― Devon Monk, Magic on the Storm

“For a brief, weird minute I felt like Dorothy in Oz, walking down the street with Terric the doubtful, Shame the brainless, and heartless Zay.”
― Devon Monk, Magic at the Gate

“... he was sunset against the mountains, strong, vibrant, dangerous, and yet somehow sheltering, protective. And married.

Picnic, meet rain.”
― Devon Monk, Magic in the Shadows

“I don’t know what’s happened to you. You used to be such a nice girl. Now you’ve gone all stabby and whatnot.”
― Devon Monk, Magic at the Gate

“Then they both smiled the exact same smile. Narcissism times two. Oh, get a room already.”
― Devon Monk, Magic at the Gate

“I resisted the urge to pour mouthwash in my brain.”
― Devon Monk, Magic in the Shadows