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