Top 450 Rick Yancey Quotes (2024 Update)
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351. “It isn’t up to me to break his heart; that’s time’s job.”

— Rick Yancey

352. “It was about killing us. All of us.”

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

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354. “The one sure way of not being alone was wanting to be alone.”

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355. “I think we’re seriously screwed when the men with guns decided to help the bad guys.”

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356. “I give her my best smile. Before the alien Armageddon happened, I was known for my smile. Not bragging too much, but I had to be careful never to smile while I drove. It had the capacity to blind oncoming traffic. But it has absolutely no effect on Ringer. She doesn’t squint in its overwhelming luminescence. She doesn’t even blink.”

— Rick Yancey

357. “So there you go. You can love the good in us and hate the bad, but the bad is in us, too. Without it, we wouldn’t be us.”

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358. “You left her. When she needed you, you ran. And you’re still running. Don’t you think it’s time you stop running and fight for her?”

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359. “The boy who never sleeps, sleeping. Coming to rest upon the Cassiopeian shore, an island in the middle of a sea of blood. You have your promise, and I have you.”

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360. “Remember me... When all else has been forgotten.”

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

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362. “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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363. “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.”

— Rick Yancey

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

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

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

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369. “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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370. “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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371. “Bitterness finds pleasure in the spot from which bitterness springs.”

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

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373. “This is murder, what they’re doing to us. A very slow, very cruel murder, killing us from our souls outward, and I remember the commander’s words: It isn’t about destroying our capability to fight so much as crushing our will to fight.”

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

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

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376. “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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377. “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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378. “The future of humanity belongs to the hardcore.”

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379. “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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380. “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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381. “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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382. “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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383. “Don’t decide how you feel about something before you try it.”

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

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

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387. “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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388. “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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389. “More than the sum of our experiences, our memories are the ultimate proof of reality.”

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

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391. “I dab at the blood with some gauze from the kit, fighting back hysterical giggles. I blame it on the unbearable stress, not on the fact that I’m wiping Evan Walker’s ass.”

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

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394. “He showed me how enormous the emptiness was by filling it.”

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395. “The world existed for a very long time before this particular set of seven billion billion atoms came along and it will go right on after they’re scattered up, down and sideways.”

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396. “The only certainty is uncertainty, except your own death, that’s damn certain.”

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397. “I don’t want him to leave, but I also don’t want him to talk. He has a habit of going off on rants, one of those guys who has an opinion about everything. But something happens when every person you meet dies within days of your meeting them: You start being a lot less picky about who you hang out with. You can overlook a lot of flaws. And you let go of a lot of personal hang-ups.”

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398. “It’s hopeless. And it’s stupid. It’s suicidal. But love is a weapon they have no answer for. They know how you think, but they can’t know what you feel.”

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399. “You will never understand.” “You may be right. But it is my human imperative to try.”

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400. “I wasn’t sure exactly what it was, but I felt that, when it came to God, there was a broken promise in there somewhere.”

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