Josh

“I have more enemies than I deserve," I said. "I am fighting a losing battle, me against the world. The next century is at stake. Time is running out and my optimism is sorely strained."
"Yeah?" he said. "I was young once too.”
― Felix Gilman, The Rise of Ransom City

“Not having ice cream,” she proclaimed, “is the culmination of all disasters!”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Rithmatist

“It is a very thin line between us and the abyss, Will Henry,' he said. 'For most it is like that line out there, where the sea meets the sky. They see it. They cannot deny the evidence of their eyes, but they never cross it. They cannot cross it; though they chase it for a thousand years, it will forever stay where it is. Do you realize it took our species more than ten millennia to realize that simple fact? That the line is unreachable, that we live on a ball and not on a plate? Most of us do, anyway. Men like Jacob Torrance and John Kearns ... Those kinds of men still live on a plate. Do you understand what I mean?'

I nodded. I thought I did.”
― Rick Yancey, The Isle of Blood

“You hunt and catch your own food. Am I correct?"

"We are fierce predators of the night," DeChevue said proudly.

Edwin tried again, "You hunt and gather your own food?"

DeChevue still didn't get it. "Yes, M'sieur. We hunt, proudly."

"You know, there is a special name for people who have to catch and kill everything they eat."

"And that name has been the terror of the night from the dawn of man. Which name would you like? I can supply many. Nosferatu? Das Vampire?"

"Peasant," Edwin said. "A person who has to provide all his own food is a peasant. How is it that you have lived all this time and are still ignorant of the division of labor?"

DeChevue's mouth opened and closed several times. Each time he seemed on the verge of saying something, yet each time words failed him.”
― Patrick E. McLean, Consultation With a Vampire