I had an overwhelming sense of the loneliness of this city - a trillion souls in their bedrooms, high in the cliffs of windows. I thought of what was underneath it all - I thought of the electricity cables, steam, water, fire, subway trains and lava in the city's guts, the subterranean rumbling of trains and earthquakes. Furthermore, I thought of the dead souls from the war, concreted over.

— Mo Hayder

I'm a post-menopausal woman who's lived in a man's world for twenty years. A more cynical, cruel creature it's hard to find.

— Mo Hayder

I'm not very good at knowing what other people are thinking, but I do know that you can see tragedy, real tragedy, sitting just inside a person's gaze. You can almost always see where a person has been if you look hard enough.

— Mo Hayder

Wine?" said Zoe. "At two in the afternoon?"" I've decided to become an alcoholic. Just for the duration of my middle years." She filled a glass and rested it on the edge of the bathroom sink. "That's yours.

— Mo Hayder