Neil Carey

“In Hell, Nergal once tormented a murderous, deceitful soul-- one Sunderland. He spoke a secret language to disguise his crimes. In his world, assassination was cosmeticized. To kill was to 'terminate with extreme prejudice.”
― Jamie Delano, Hellblazer #6

“Frank Castle: The sun slipped away behind me, the last sliver seeming to pause on the horizon, then succumbing to the black.
And I drove on through the shadows of America... though the long, cold, dark night that I've made of my life.”
― Garth Ennis, The Punisher, Vol. 9: Long Cold Dark

“He ran from the terror of his own laughter.
It snapped at his heels like a cur and simultaneously seemed a thing alive inside him; curdled in his belly, ready to come boiling out at any instant.
He ran from the awful sadness of his wife's expression, in that last pathetic instant as she hammered at him uselessly; shattered wrists making empty mittens of her hands.
And he ran from the voice at the base of his skull; new like shining steel yet ancient as a dagger, that smirking hiss that made the things it bade him do feel like their own reward.
He ran from it, but he thought he knew its name.”
― Garth Ennis, Crossed: Badlands #50

“In the end, the war in Vietnam was much like any other. There were those who profited. Those it devoured.
And then there were those for whom there are no words.”
― Garth Ennis, The Punisher, Vol. 10: Valley Forge, Valley Forge