Neil Gaiman, American Gods

"Call no man happy, said Shadow, until he is dead"

"The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies."

"Hey,"said Shadow. "Huginn or Muninn, or whoever you are."The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared at him with bright eyes."Say 'Nevermore,'"said Shadow."Fuck you,"said the raven."

"It doesn't matter that you didn't believe in us,"said Mr. Ibis. "We believed in you."

"I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it."

"Call no man happy, said Shadow, until he is dead"

"That is the eternal folly of man. To be chasing after the sweet flesh, without realizing that it is simply a pretty cover for the bones."

"So,"he asked. "How's death?""Hard,"she said. "It just keeps going."

"I don't know much more than I did when I was alive. Most of the stuff I know now that I didn't know then I can't put into words."

"What I say is, a town isn’t a town without a bookstore. It may call itself a town, but unless it’s got a bookstore, it knows it’s not foolin’ a soul."