Quotes by Glen Duncan

It’s Big Brother with werewolves. Live coverage for a month, leading up to a group kill on full moon.

... vampire ruler Hin Kahur implemented howler aversion therapy.

There’s a reason humans peg-out around eighty: prose fatigue. It looks like organ failure or cancer or stroke but it’s really just the inability to carry on clambering through the assault course of mundane cause and effect. If we ask Sheila then we can’t ask Ron. If I have the kippers now then it’s quiche for tea. Four score years is about all the ifs and thens you can take. Dementia’s the sane realisation you just can’t be doing with all that anymore.

Where ever theres guilt theres violence, and if guilt is a smell then violence is a taste: strawberries and formaldehyde and ironish blood.

I read somewhere that when youre a kid its peoples cruelty that makes you cry, then when youre an adult its their kindness.

Werewolves are not a subject for academe,” she said, “but you know what the professors would be saying if they were. ‘Monsters die out when the collective imagination no longer needs them. Species death like this is nothing more than a shift in the aggregate psychic agenda. In ages past the beast in man was hidden in the dark, disavowed. The transparency of modern history makes that impossible: We’ve seen ourselves in the concentration camps, the gulags, the jungles, the killing fields, we’ve read ourselves in the annals of True Crime. Technology turned up the lights and now there’s no getting away from the fact: The beast is redundant. It’s been us all along.

For you, my darlings, freedom to do what you like is the discovery of how unlikable what you like to do makes you. Not that that stops you doing what you like, since you like doing what you like more than you like liking what you do...[Lucifer]

Comedy, of course, lives for serious moments.

It rewrites the contract, Id read somewhere. Your selfs no longer central. This thing comes out of you and drags half your soul along after it like a blanket.

Theres always someones father, someones mother, someones wife, someones son. This is the problem with killing and eating people. One of the problems.

You took a life and the theft went unpunished. God didnt strike you down. The sky didnt fall. The morning after, you turned on the faucet and water still came out... It was still good when you raised your arm for a cab and one came towards you out of the flow like magic. You did things that were supposed to end you and found they were only things that changed you. It was a disappointment and a revelation and a bereavement and a new thrilling nudity. It was the basic prosaic obscenity: You kept going.

The more you read, the harder it is to condemn.

Whatever doesnt kill them, makes them make reality TV shows...

Mailer famously labeled writing the spooky art. He was right. Theres a lot of frontal lobe blather, a lot of pencil-sharpening and knuckle-cracking and drafting and chat, but the big decisions are made in the locked subconscious, decisions not just on the writing but on the conditions for writing: I resolve on the one story Ive never told and lo! Here I sit, holed up in a house that means nothing to me, bone-certain no other places will do. Art, even the humble autobiographers, invokes occult necessities.

Ive always said women make the best agents. Deceit comes naturally to them. Its hardly surprising: If you were born with a little hole half the population could stick its dick into whenever if felt like it youd learn deceit too. Biology is destiny. You cant blame women.

Why do people who read Shakespeare still spend hours watching shitty TV or staring out of the window or arguing about whose dinner party to go to?

If you had a lot of money and you were miserable, you’d be miserable poor.

If being a werewolf is really a curse, youve got to treat it honorably. If werewolves are going to carry on, there has to be an incredibly powerful force. There is the business of the craving, the hunger for the kill. It has to be deeply pleasurable and more than an appetite for meat. There has to be a sensual dimension to it.

Cheney, Rumsfeld - they were Shakespearean in their attitude of impunity.

Were in the age of the series, trilogy, boxed sets.