Rob Thurman Quotes

I have people in my life, of course. Some write; some don't. Some read; some don't. Some stare vacantly into space when I talk the geeky talk and walk the geeky walk, but they make killer chocolate chip pancakes and so all is forgiven.

~ Rob Thurman

Look at the ex-demon with his big boy pants on now.

~ Rob Thurman

You're the little spoon, aren't you?

~ Rob Thurman

Leandros's favorite place had turned out not to be vegetarian, but vegan, which was for people who preferred their suicide slow.

~ Rob Thurman

Good Samaritans: Truth, justice and the American way–for them it wasn't only a comic book code; it was a way of life. it was admirable, courageous, and inconvenient as shit. -Stefan, CHIMERA

~ Rob Thurman

Niko was a man of few words and flying, sugary snacks. I like that in a human. ~Catcher

~ Rob Thurman

Told me that when you bury emotions like that, you're only pissing them off ... making them stronger, because you're burying them alive. They don't like that, and one day they'll make sure that you don't like it either.

~ Rob Thurman

The guy had guts—I had to give him that. Later on I was hoping for a first-hand look at them.

~ Rob Thurman

I wonder if I brought my Silly-cat in…could you tell me what she’s thinking?’‘I can tell you what she’s thinking right now, no touching necessary,’ I drawled. ‘She’s thinking if she were three times her size, she would eat you.’ …Every cat that was awake when I’d smoothed its fur with a bare hand thought that. Every cat I touched that was asleep dreamed that.

~ Rob Thurman

If I had a bad day, which, now that I ran my own life, was a helluva lot less than the old days, I sat on the floor with Houdini, placed a hand on his broad head, and soaked up endless doggy wonder. A full stomach, a well-chewed toy, a soft couch—through a dog’s eyes, that was a true glory that couldn’t be matched, the only heaven in existence. I missed the furball, missed him like crazy.

~ Rob Thurman

People--stupid when they lived, potentially stupid when they died.

~ Rob Thurman

When I remembered Stefan first coming for me, it wasn't a man in a black mask or a crazy guy shoving Three Musketeers bars at me as he tried to convince me I was his brother. I remembered an ocean, dark as a universe without stars-black with guilt, despair, rage, violence, self loathing. All I could see was his hand reaching out of the water; the rest of him was buried in a liquid Hell he couldn't escape

~ Rob Thurman