We’re here, and then we’re gone, and it’s not about the time we’re here, but what we do with the time.

— Rick Yancey

What is life without death, Beneficent? You of all people can answer that question. A never-ending orgy of emptiness that you stuff with meaningless activity. Everything is disposable, including your relationships--especially your relationships.

— Rick Yancey

When I cry - when I let myself cry - that's who I cry for. I don't cry for myself. I cry for the Cassie that's gone. And I wonder what that Cassie would think of me. The Cassie who kills.

— Rick Yancey

Who wants to read a book when you can blow something up?

— Rick Yancey

With an enemy like that, who needs friends?

— Rick Yancey

Without trust there's no cooperation. And without cooperation there's no progress. History stops.

— Rick Yancey

Yes, my dear child, monsters are real. I happen to have one hanging in my basement.

— Rick Yancey

You can only call someone crazy if there's someone else who's normal.

— Rick Yancey

You can't band together to fight without trust. And without trust, there was no hope.

— Rick Yancey

You haven't heard a damn word I've said. See, this is why I can't stand your kinds. You light your candles and mumble your Latin spells and pray to a god who isn't there, doesn't care, or is just plain crazy or cruel or both. The world burns and you praise the asshole who either set it or let it.

— Rick Yancey