Quotes by : Michael Montoure

He'd grown unused to woods like this. He'd become accustomed to the Northwest, evergreen and shaded dark.....

There’s a line you never get to cross, as long as you live. The edge of your body. You’re trapped....

The skyscrapers of the city had finished scraping all the sky away, and the clouds overhead were exactly....

Time falls on us, like rain, it falls like rain until we drown in it, and sometimes, it's like the drains....

He found, using fifty stones to keep track, that he could easily remember the names of all fifty states,....

Keep in mind that in the whole long tradition of storytelling, from Greek myths through Shakespeare through....

He took me down and out into the afterlife of the brightly lit streets, a haze of rain around each streetlight....

We used to make gods, and we used to make sacrifices to them, and they would reward us. We're still doing....

He'd wanted to - he didn't know. Break bottles. Break windows, crash cars. Burn down the world. Find....

I try asking him some more questions, but it's like talking to voice mail.