Marcy

“Carl: You’re supposed to be helping Katia sew. Donut: I DON’T HAVE THUMBS, CARL.”
― Matt Dinniman, The Gate of the Feral Gods

“You don't give up on a dream all at once. First you pare it down some. Could be you dreamed a little too big, you think. Reached a little too far. You're older now, a grown-up, so you whittle a little more off that dream. Work it in around everything else. Give it some time here, some hope there, whatever you can spare. Then life throws you some curves, and you tell yourself it's just going to take a little longer, is all. A few more years, maybe. Time goes on, and the day comes when you realize that most of those big things you thought were going to happen in your life, all the places you were going to see and the things you were going to do, aren't going to happen at all...You've waited too long, squandered too much time...That rusty old dream has eluded you, and you're left with a life made mundane by the one thing that did not happen. That's how it was with me and singing...”
― Kelly Mustian, The River Knows Your Name

“Grab the stick?” Donut shrieked. “What do you mean, grab the stick! Thumbs, Carl! Thumbs!”
― Matt Dinniman, The Gate of the Feral Gods

“Hey, Donut. If we were back home, you’d finally be able to knock that vase off the high shelf.” “That thing was a menace, Carl. It was haunted.”
― Matt Dinniman, The Gate of the Feral Gods