McKay

“Another beautiful Miami day. Mutilated corpses with a chance of afternoon showers. I got dressed and went to work.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

“The guy at the cash register is a redhead in his thirties with freckles and a two-inch-diameter birthmark, as pink as uncooked salmon, on his pale forehead. The mark is uncannily like the image of a fetus curled in a womb, as if a gestating twin had died early in the mother’s pregnancy and left its fossilized image on the surviving brother’s brow.”
― Dean Koontz, Intensity

“Why do so many people start their messages with, "It's me"? Of course it is you. We all know that. But who the hell ARE you?”
― Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

“But Santiago said no, God chooses who he cares for, and he hadn’t chosen us. But, Santiago added, we shouldn’t be sad, God had too many rules anyway, and did we really want to follow so many rules?”
― Gerardo Sámano Córdova, Monstrilio