Steven Palmer

“But life, Clay knew, didn’t work that way. It wasn’t a circle; you didn’t go round and round again. It was an arc, its course as inexorable as the sun’s trek across the sky, destined at its highest, brightest moment to begin its fall.”
― Nicholas Eames, Kings of the Wyld

“they passed through the wide-open gates into the city whose parents had hired a prostitute as a babysitter and never come home. The”
― Nicholas Eames, Kings of the Wyld

“The once-lauded hero, who had shared wine with Kings (and beds with Queens) was curled up around his pack on a pile of piss-soaked hay.”
― Nicholas Eames, Kings of the Wyld

“There are four simple ways for the observant to tell Mr. Croup and Mr. Vandemar apart: first, Mr. Vandemar is two and a half heads taller than Mr. Croup; second, Mr. Croup has eyes of a faded china blue, while Mr. Vandemar's eyes are brown; third, while Mr. Vandemar fashioned the rings he wears on his right hand out of the skulls of four ravens, Mr. Croup has no obvious jewelery; fourth, Mr. Croup likes words, while Mr. Vandemar is always hungry. Also, they look nothing at all alike.”
― Neil Gaiman, Neverwhere