The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if... - Neil Gaiman, American Gods
"The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies."
"The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies."
"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."
"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."
"It doesn't matter that you didn't believe in us,"said Mr. Ibis. "We believed in you."