“Richard had met Jessica in France, on a weekend trip to Paris two years earlier; had in fact discovered her in the Louvre, trying to find the group of his office friends who had organized the trip. Staring up at an immense sculpture, he had stepped backwards into Jessica, who was admiring an extremely large and historically important diamond. He tried to apologize to her in French, which he did not speak, gave up, and began to apologize in English, then tried to apologize in French for having to apologize in English, until he noticed that Jessica was about as English as it was possible for any one person to be.”
― Neverwhere
― Neverwhere
“ 'Door,' called Richard. 'Don't do it. Don't set it free. We don't matter.'
'Actually,' said the marquis, 'I matter very much. But I have to agree. Don't do it.' ”
― Neverwhere
'Actually,' said the marquis, 'I matter very much. But I have to agree. Don't do it.' ”
― Neverwhere
“When angels go bad, Richard, they go worse than anyone. Remember, Lucifer used to be an angel.”
― Neverwhere
― Neverwhere
“But anyone can write, right?'" Conner asked. "I mean, that's why authors get judged so harshly, isn't it? Because technically everyone could do it if they wanted to."
"Just because anyone can do something doesn't mean everyone should," Mrs. Peters said. "Besides, anyone with an Internet connection feels they have the credentials to critique or belittle anything these days.”
― The Enchantress Returns
"Just because anyone can do something doesn't mean everyone should," Mrs. Peters said. "Besides, anyone with an Internet connection feels they have the credentials to critique or belittle anything these days.”
― The Enchantress Returns
“Nonsense. Hardly touched a drop. That much.” She held out two fingers to show how tiny an amount “that much” was.
“Just went to a party,” said Richard, “and saw Jessica and saw a real angel and got a little black pig and came back here.”
“Just a little drink,” continued Door, intently. “Old, old, drink. Tiiiiny little drink. Very small. Almost not there.” She began to hiccup.”
― Neverwhere
“Just went to a party,” said Richard, “and saw Jessica and saw a real angel and got a little black pig and came back here.”
“Just a little drink,” continued Door, intently. “Old, old, drink. Tiiiiny little drink. Very small. Almost not there.” She began to hiccup.”
― Neverwhere
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