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The Listener
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The Devil can be a man or a woman. The Devil can be a hard spring in the seat of a car, a gnat in the eye, or the whack of a wooden baton on the iron bars of a jail cell. The Devil can be a flash of lightning, a swallow of bad whiskey, or a
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“David wondered if this was how the world ended—in disease among a plague of insects. It wasn’t just that the birds had disappeared; it was that the insects had begun to take over. Wasn’t there something in the Bible about that?”
― The Night Parade
― The Night Parade
“He returned her smile with one of his own. It felt like it might crack his skull. “I sure did,” he said, pawing at his eyes.”
― The Night Parade
― The Night Parade
“Something like this, a man can’t help but fall back on his faith. And you know what I figure? I figure this is the rapture. This is our penance. This is the final plague. We’re talking real-life book of Revelation shit, my friend.”
― The Night Parade
― The Night Parade
“Things they didn’t even know about in Indiana. It seemed as if I was on another world, and I was never going to find my way back home. And everything happened so fast . . . it just got away from me, I guess. I was a star—whatever that means—and I was working hard and making money, but . . . Cray Boomershine was dying. I could feel him dying a little bit more every day. And I wanted to bring him back, but he was just an Indiana kid, and I was a Hollywood star. The Green Falcon, I mean. Me.”
― Night Calls the Green Falcon
― Night Calls the Green Falcon
“The night air smelled sweet, like victory. The night had called, and the Green Falcon had answered.”
― Night Calls the Green Falcon
― Night Calls the Green Falcon
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