Barry Lyga Quotes

“We humans have the capacity to wreak horrors on each other. But we also have the capacity to survive those horrors.”

“Anger was a waste of time and energy. Anger was useless."Anger" was the label given to the emotion that accomplished nothing.”

“I’m a complicated man, with complicated taste buds.”

“Hell is being alone.”

“[She] was made up of skin and bones and hate and crazy, and hate and crazy don't weigh anything.”

“This is why I forgive, but I don't forget. When you forget someone, the forgiveness doesn't mean anything anymore.”

“Medicine cabinets are. Those doors, man. They'll just spring on you like a ninja.”

“Anger and hatred, when left unfed, bleed away like air from a punctured tire, over time and days and years. Forgiveness is stealth.”

“What if a puppet could cut its own strings, and in that act of defiance and strength of will become truly alive? Become is own puppetmaster?”

“What was the opposite of linkage blindness? What described being certain of something without any kind of evidence?

… The term was.”

“He moved to run a hand through her cornrows, then pulled back remembering the one time he's tried that-Connie had lectured him on the Eleventh Commandment: Thou shalt not touch thy black girlfriend's hair. Ever.”

“And what? Accidentally cuts off three fingers postmortem? 'Oops, oh, no, my girlfriend just died! Clumsy me, in trying to perform CPR, I chopped off some fingers! Guess I'll just take them with me…. Oh, darn, where did that middle finger go?”

“And my parents made me want i am. So what? We get stuff from our parents, but we also get stuff from the world around us. From people around us. And at the end of the day, we're us.”

“We can know what love is. It´s adults who have forgotten, so they cling to their poor substitute and yell at kids who dare to live with real love. Pure Love. Love without compromise or distraction.”

“I just have an allergic reaction to lung cancer. Gives me tumors.”

“Pain means you're alive. Pain is good. Pain is life.”

“Are you stalking me, Mr. Fulton?" The idea both amused and horrified Jazz.”

“A river of images and thoughts and feelings, dirtied and polluted so that no one could drink from it without gagging.”

“You're next.”

“Violence suits you.”