Jonathan Dunne Quotes Quotes

“You can dress up a person all you want, but you can’t dress up their eyes…”
― Jonathan Dunne, Billy's Experiment: An Old Castle Novel

“The dead are dead every day…and that’s their immortal right.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Billy's Experiment: An Old Castle Novel

“In a way, Old Man Cronin, the cemetery caretaker, had become the dead’s spokesman — someone had to stick up for them.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Billy's Experiment: An Old Castle Novel

“Girls, I think it’s time you were formally introduced to our squatter — your soul brother.”
― Jonathan Dunne, The Squatter: An Old Castle Novel

“Big Tom Daly didn’t regard himself as squeamish, but in that infinitesimal moment, Big Tom did indeed scream as an eight-year-old boy might. Never had he felt more alive as he landed on that soft-limbed bed of death. He let out a helpless rollicking wail before rolling off his uncomfortably comfortable rigour Mortis mattress with prickling fear and repulsion.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Billy's Experiment: An Old Castle Novel

“People aren’t scared of being alone in the dark, boy. They're scared of not being alone in the dark.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Hotel Miramar: An Old Castle Novel

“Sometimes, only death can bring true healing.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Billy's Experiment: An Old Castle Novel

“The pain was on the outside, but the hurt was on the inside.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Fireman

“It had a feminine shape with the face of a sin.”
― Jonathan Dunne, The Squatter: An Old Castle Novel

“Bill’s conscience whispered to him: Only, Billy isn’t your son, not really, and you know that but you don’t want to admit it. Billy was a baby you rescued…stole maybe…from Halloween cult freaks seven years ago, almost to the night. You talk about girls being an unknown quantity? Wrong, Bill, wrong. Those things… those Satanists maybe…on the moors that night are the only unknown quantity you need to worry your sweet little head about. What was really lurking inside those Halloween costumes? That’s right, Billy, the one-in-a-billion-baby, lotsa B’s, never returned to his rightful parents.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Billy's Experiment: An Old Castle Novel

“He wasn’t sure if it was the matrix of light and shadow, but the gravedigger was almost certain that a black mass of mould pulsed ever so slightly inside the fissure, a dying pockmarked blackened heart.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Billy's Experiment: An Old Castle Novel

“You’ve done something wrong and you know you’ve done something wrong. Sometimes we’re caught, sometimes we’re not. Justice comes in the strangest of forms. It will float to the surface sooner or later and wash up on your doorstep.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Billy's Experiment: An Old Castle Novel

“Billy’s face was enlightened, clean and clear of any worry. The child bloomed with the gift of youth the recently deceased seem to regain, flushed of their mortal shackles.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Billy's Experiment: An Old Castle Novel

“Mike Devine loomed up again, trying not to lose sight of that hole in the trembling light. He wasn’t sure if it was the matrix of luminescence and shadow, but the gravedigger was almost certain the black mass of mould — the scab — pulsed ever so slightly, like a dying pockmarked blackened heart.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Billy's Experiment: An Old Castle Novel

“The sergeant cast a glance at his workmate. ‘You partake in a little bluegrass?’

Entranced by the ghastly image on the prefab floor, Maggie answered, ‘I don’t do drugs, never have.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Billy's Experiment: An Old Castle Novel

“It was but a brief window in this tower of madness and mayhem, for the true carnival of horror was waiting just inside the door.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Crazy Daisy: An Old Castle Novel

“Afraid to go outside but more afraid of what might come inside, the Armstrongs stayed holed up in room 1401, skipping a buffet breakfast of salted frog’s legs and yellow-belly salamanders.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Hotel Miramar: An Old Castle Novel

“Ghosting the ghosts.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Hotel Miramar: An Old Castle Novel

“The lonesome boatman was the spider, and they were his flies.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Hotel Miramar: An Old Castle Novel

“The world has forgotten them, and they have forgotten the world.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Hotel Miramar: An Old Castle Novel

“The rhythmic creak of quiet footsteps came from the other side of the door. Ruth paused before bowing down to peer through the same keyhole her son had looked through. There was nothing in there except an empty room in worse condition than theirs, peeling walls, mould, grime, no bed, no nothing, save for an undeniable draught of melancholy blowing through the keyhole.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Hotel Miramar: An Old Castle Novel

“Apologies in advance if we didn’t tell you in advance.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Hotel Miramar: An Old Castle Novel

“And for a very brief moment, the boy thought he was the audience at a strange black light theatre play, where the daemonic hand puppets come up out of the ground from screaming Hell far below. If they were the hand puppets of brooding horror, then the 14-year-old could only imagine the demon’s hands up inside them, working their innards.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Hotel Miramar: An Old Castle Novel

“The boy shook violently and wailed. It was a relief and a horror to hear the child — a horror to hear his pained screams, but a relief to know he was alive enough to scream.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Hotel Miramar: An Old Castle Novel

“Equipped with this mortal knowledge, Shelly Starkweather put her immortal plan into action.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Dead Ends

“You know it’s no illusion. You’ve smelt burning flesh before, Maximilian. The sweet aroma is a sour stomach-turner and those rich overtones of tanning leather are seeping into your face mask.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Dead Ends

“For a hallucinatory moment, Kelly and I are the same person, the living and the dead on either side of the mirror.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Drive: An Old Castle Novel

“I had the most beautiful sleep; I dreamt of Kells, and we were in the mirror together.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Drive: An Old Castle Novel

“If they were gods, he was God.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Fireman

“This individual was a lone wolf and there was a lot to be said for lone wolves, but even more went unsaid and that’s the part that unnerved them.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Fireman