Eli Wilde > Quotes

“Maybe the flies knew we were leaving. Maybe they were happy for us.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“I saw something sticking out of Sloan’s leg after he fell. I didn’t know what it was and didn’t want to ask. Maybe I thought we were the same inside as we are on the outside, a bit like a carrot or something like that.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“I picked up a fallen branch and struck a tree with it. Apples fell from the tree. The rope around one of the skeletons gave way and it fell to the ground. It lay there, crumpled and bent in ridiculous angles. I wondered if the person who the skeleton used to live inside would be embarrassed if he or she could see themselves now. I looked around the area but didn’t see any ghosts. Why would I see a ghost? They didn’t exist. Still, I looked a second time.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“They only heard Abel’s screams. That’s why Finch didn’t stop sawing when Macy coughed. Abel’s terror was a sound I will never forget. That, and the rip saw cutting through his bones.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“Maybe my legs are moving toward the house because that’s what they want to do rather than me wanting to go there.”
I walked toward the house.
Macy’s legs followed.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“Finch turned around. The slap of his bare feet on the bare floorboards as he walked to the door reminded me of the heartbeat of someone beaten down by life. Finch wasn’t beaten down yet, but his feet thought he was.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“I kept the speed at a steady hundred. We didn’t need to go any faster. When you are ugly you don’t need to go any faster than one hundred miles an hour. All you need to do is find someone as ugly as yourself and take them to the beach. That way, there are no expectations, and without expectations, no disappointment. And that’s as close to love anyone who is ugly should ever get.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“She said she was a clairvoyant. She saw dead people. She saw things even before she was born.”
― Eli Wilde, Cruel

“Despite wanting me to end her life, after a short while, Mrs Sloan fought back with surprising strength for such a small woman. Being close to death changed people, I guess, like drinking alcohol or someone saying your handwriting is beautiful changes you.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“Macy said I was different, but I’m only different when I’m drunk. Strange thoughts come into my head then. Thoughts that don’t belong inside an ugly person’s head.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“These skeletons are not like the ones in the bunker,” Macy said. “These are beautiful and not strange at all. Can we take one down and put it in the car with us? It would be good company. And probably talk to me more than you do.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“There was a different smell in the hall. I knew it well enough. Festering death is pungent, but that says nothing about how bad it smells. It saturates the air you breathe with a sickening sweetness that makes you feel like retching until that sweetness is a faded memory. It is an entity that does not belong inside your body.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“Love changes because it needs to feed and anything with an appetite, can't be trusted...”
― Eli Wilde, Cruel

“I didn’t have time to teach her anything other than how to talk more interestingly and, maybe, how to dream.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“I tried to write my own words. They were not like the words in the songs. My words were ugly. My words were wrong.”
― Eli Wilde, Cruel

“Do you see anything when you dream or are your dreams as empty as your eyes?”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“Can Isaac eat my foot if we have to cut it off? He could make a soup from it, so we don’t waste it. You know what he’s like about not wasting food.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“The culling bunker is from the old-world, a long time in the past. Babies don’t spread the infection anymore. Maybe they never did.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“I drank a portion of her blood, just enough to keep the virus under control, but not enough to kill her. It was like drinking one of Ophelia’s cocktails. The alcohol in her bloodstream filled me with dizzy thoughts, while the blood filled the virus with more hunger.”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart

“I felt myself becoming undone. Unravelling like a ball of string rolling down a hillside. A hillside made up of the corpses of the humans I had killed since the virus came into my life.”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart

“My own blood always tasted disappointing. I wondered if it tasted that way to God too.”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart

“Death would have to wait a while longer for another soul to feed upon.”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart

“The voices inside my head told me the blood was good, the blood could enrapture, the blood could turn me into a god.”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart

“Humans were not the beings I first thought them to be. Why had my mind convinced me they were angelic when I first became aware that I too, was once human? It seemed that both the mind of a human as well as the mind of a vampire could twist and alter the truth. ”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart

“You needed to be taught a lesson. The kind of lesson that binds one man to another man. You removed a valuable commodity from me. A commodity that was going to provide me with a new face.”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart

“I felt euphorically twisted. I turned him over, so he lay on his stomach, and I drank his blood, licking and sucking where the knife protruded out of his neck. I closed my eyes, trying to get inside his mind through his blood as he died and his spirit transcended not to heaven, but to hell.”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart

“I took the pistol off the man and shot him with it in both of his eyes. Somewhere in the back of my mind I heard a voice telling me that the blind would lead the blind.”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart

“In the beginning, God created the heaven the earth and sometime later, the vampire.”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart

“A shadow moved in the street below and my mind became focused on the movement. This shadow caught my attention because it moved so quickly. Usually when people remained in the shadows they moved slowly, unless they were running from something and then the sound of running could be heard. I did”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart

“It was not just the need for blood that drove the virus. It also needed death.”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart