Garth Black Quotes & Sayings

Good questions outrank easy answers. — Paul A. Samuelson

He was obviously a very arrogant ragamuffin, and younger than she was, to boot. And he was wearing a necromancer's bells! Apart from that, he was quite handsome, which was another black mark as far as she was concerned. — Garth Nix

Great rolls of toilet paper arc like ejaculate through the black sycamores. — Garth Risk Hallberg

Afro-Caribbean influences are in me as a creative being the same way Spanish influences were in Picasso's work. I think the notion of labels - "black dancer, black choreographer" -is a ploy to divide and conquer, and to limit. — Garth Fagan

Garth on naming characters "I spend lots of time on all the names in the books... Sabriel herself, I tried many different combinations of different words, trying to create a new name. In fact, her name comes from trying to combine the heraldic term for black which is Sable, because I wanted something that felt dark and mysterious, with the "iel" ending that you find in angels' names. — Garth Nix

Friendship was another illusion like love, though it did not reach the same mad heights. People pretended that they were friends, when the fact was they were brought together by force of circumstances. — R.K. Narayan

Making her smile, that was my new life calling because really, what else mattered? — Nicole Williams

Hush! Still as death, The tempest holds his breath As from a sudden will; The rain stops short, but from the eaves You see it drop, and hear it from the leaves, All is so bodingly still ... — James Russell Lowell

I get more things wrong than I get right, but there's one thing I'm really damn good at, and that's loving you. I've loved you most of my whole life. Will you give me permission to love you the rest of it too? — Nicole Williams

My dad thinks Obama is a socialist and all these extreme views. — Jonathan Krohn

There is nothing like raising a child in a home filled with love and respect ... to watch them blossom as an adult, filled with hopes and dreams and good intentions. Dedicated to our son, my coauthor, J.R. Matheson. We wish you all the best Justin! Love you. — Lee Bice-Matheson

We shall seek debate without division or rancour. — Johann Lamont

Between the whiskers scraggling down his neck and the now-crooked glasses, he could have been the Black Allen Ginsberg. — Garth Risk Hallberg

Sitting in an armchair under yellow lamplight in front of a black window in an apartment whose only other light was the milky rainbow of the Wurlitzer, Richard was like a giant, welcoming ear. Or a reflecting device, beaming her best self back at her. — Garth Risk Hallberg

But no, what interested him, psychologically speaking, was the sense of continuity itself, the mind's insistence that this was the same Regan he'd known when he was eight; had anything befallen her, the Regan he lost would have been the one who'd perched on the black rocks of the park back then, with all her futures inside. — Garth Risk Hallberg

Holy shit. Rowen Sterling. Glowing. Married. I suppose now's the time to start packing our bags for the apocalypse."
Jesse slugged my arm. Rowen got the other. "Holy shit. Garth Black. Present. Accounted for. Sober. Quick, no time to pack your bags for the apocalypse because it's here. — Nicole Williams