That is the eternal folly of man. To be chasing after the sw... - Neil Gaiman, American Gods
"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."
"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."
"Call no man happy, said Shadow, until he is dead"
"So,"he asked. "How's death?""Hard,"she said. "It just keeps going."
"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."
"Call no man happy, said Shadow, until he is dead"
"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."