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“I call it Dante’s Syndrome,” John said. I had never heard him call it any such thing.
“Meaning I think Dave and I gained the ability to peer into Hell. Only it turns out Hell is right
here, it’s all through us and around us and in us like the microbes that swarm through your
lungs and guts and veins. Hey, look! An owl!”
We all looked. It was an owl, all right.”
― David Wong, John Dies at the End

“Fred said, “Man, I think he’s gonna make a fuckin’ suit of human skin, using the best parts from each of us.”
“Holy crap,” said John. “He’ll be gorgeous.”
― David Wong, John Dies at the End

“That's the truth of it; pile together everything we know and care about in the universe and it will still be nothing more than a tiny speck in the middle of a vast black ocean of Who Gives A Fuck.”
― David Wong, John Dies at the End

“She sat one of the fluffy cats in my lap and stuffed the other down my shirt. She turned and left.

'There,' said the large man. 'The kittens will make your sad go away.”
― David Wong, John Dies at the End