Top 450 Rick Yancey Quotes (2026 Update)
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351. “The one sure way of not being alone was wanting to be alone.”

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352. “Time for the world to end.”

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353. “He lied the way a parent lies to you, the good lie that helps you go to sleep.”

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354. “Crying is always easier in the dark.”

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355. “It’s the lady, then,” he murmured.”

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356. “The thing about killing is you don’t know if you can actually do it until you actually do it.”

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357. “And humans think. They plan. They dream, and then they make the dream real.”

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358. “Maybe you reach a certain point in evolution where boredom is the greatest threat to your survival.”

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359. “But I don’t panic. I don’t bolt like a frightened gazelle. I am more than the sum of my fear. It isn’t fear that will defeat them. Not fear or faith or hope or even love, but rage.”

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360. “Now I am the killer AND the prey, a circle of a completely different kind, and my mouth has gone dry as the sterile air, my heart as cold: The temperature of true rage is absolute zero, and mine is deeper than the ocean, wider than the universe.”

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361. “I always assumed it owed more to the fact that he didn’t like me.”

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362. “And you need help with that? Feeling human?”

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363. “We regarded each other across an expanse wider than the universe, within a space thinner than a razor’s edge.”

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364. “That night lasted a thousand years.”

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365. “The shadow raised its arm high in the air and I knew – I knew before I heard my name – that he’d found me again, keeper of the promise he couldn’t make, the one I had marked with my blood and who had marked me with his tears, a Silencer all right, my silencer, stumbling toward me in the impossibly pure light of a late winter’s sunrise promising spring.”

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366. “She is not the first to dream of owls in the dark. She will not be the last.”

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367. “More than the sum of our experiences, our memories are the ultimate proof of reality.”

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368. “Daddy said the world was dividing into two camps: runners and nesters.”

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369. “It was simple. It was complex. It was savage; it was elegant. It was a dance; it was a war. It was finite and eternal. It was life.”

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370. “The nights did not come gently but seemed to slam down angrily upon the Earth.”

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371. “Well, I suppose nearly anything is possible, though some things are much more possible than others!”

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372. “Virtues are vices now, and death is the cost of love. Not the death of his body. His body was the lie. True death. The death of his humanity. The death of his soul.”

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373. “My name was in the wind, and the wind was high above the snowbound city. There was no difference between the sound of my name and the sound of the wind. I was in the wind and the wind was in me, and beneath us were the crystalline haloes of golden light wrapped about the streetlamps, and the muffled plops of snow falling from eaves, and the dry rattles of the dead leaves clinging to the indifferent boughs.”

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374. “Family, Luke. You promised.”

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375. “One day private ringer you’re going to smile at something I say and the world will break in half.”

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376. “I know they’re probably dead. And I know I’ll probably die long before I reach them, even if they’re not. But I made a promise, Razor. I didn’t think it was a promise at the time. I told myself it wasn’t. Told him it wasn’t. But there’re the things we tell ourselves about the truth, and there’re the things the truth tells about us.”

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377. “Our voices, wrapping around each other’s, entwining, and then tugging free, in the pitch black.”

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378. “You know how it is Al- we got no choice when it comes to parents and some of them are woefully underqualified.”

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379. “Evan is the little branch growing out of the cliff that she clings to, and the fact that he’s gone makes her hang on even tighter.”

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380. “It’s over. It’s never over. It isn’t a line from that night to this day; it’s a circle.”

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381. “None of it had prepared him, however, for this naked confrontation with gross injustice, this horrific reminder that despite all the honors with which we shower ourselves, we are, ultimately, fodder, mere meat for the inferior, soulless things of which I dreamt the night before, no less than us the Creator’s children.” – The Monstrumologist.”

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382. “The future of humanity belongs to the hardcore.”

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383. “A word of advice, Will Henry. When a person of the female gender says she wants to show you something, run the other way. The odds are it is not something you wish to see.”

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384. “And far more dangerous than greed or lust or envy or any of those things – or anything – was love.”

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385. “Bitterness finds pleasure in the spot from which bitterness springs.”

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386. “Like any omnipresent smell – or rather, like anything omnipresent – you get used to it; you stop smelling it after a while. Same is true for your other senses. And your soul.”

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387. “The most delightful thing he’s discovered about shooting someone is how ridiculously easy it is. Tying your shoes is harder.”

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388. “The nights did not come gently but seemed to slam down angrily upon the Earth, and starlight transformed the golden brown of the wheat to the colour of polished silver.”

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389. “Maybe the last one to die will be killed by the last one alive.”

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390. “Don’t decide how you feel about something before you try it.”

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391. “In the early days, it was nearly omnipresent, a constant background noise, like the hum of traffic on a busy highway: the sound of a human being in pain.”

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392. “After another hour in the dark and stuffy gym, I saw my dad appear in the doorway. He gave a little wave, like he showed up at my school every day to take me home after alien attacks.”

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393. “Back around the counter to fetch my rifle. Rifle, sidearm, knife, a couple of flash grenades. And one more thing, the most essential weapon in my arsenal: a heart full of rage.”

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394. “My life is a catalog of the undone and the never-will-be-done. The.”

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395. “It would make this a perfectly normal alien invasion.”

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396. “Could there be irony crueler than this? How, upon his rescue, the truth had brought him here, to a house for the mad, for only a madman believes what every child knows to be true: There are monsters that lie in wait under our beds.”

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397. “How oft do they rescue or ruin us, through whimsy or design or a combination of both, the adults to whom we entrust our care!”

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398. “If there was any hope left, it lay in love’s hopeless promises.”

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399. “A moment comes in war when the last line must be crossed. The line that separates what you hold dear from what total war demands. If he couldn’t cross that line, the battle was over, and he was lost. His heart, the war. Her face, the battlefield.”

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400. “He doesn’t want to know; he has to know.”

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