Rob Thurman Quotations

Pooh hater,' I muttered under my breath. 'Winnie-the-Pooh was not a koala--why am I even arguing about this with you?

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

Pick up your clothes. I am not your maid. How do I know this? A maid cannot kill you with a tube sock. I can.

I am your brother. I was supposed to be your brother before either of us was born. Karmic debt. It appears I was Vlad the Impaler or Genghis Khan in a past life.

It is now. It is always now. Now is good. Now could be the best. My name is Catcher. My name was Catcher. My name...my name... I am... I am lost, I am found and then I am free and I am happy. When I jump over that edge, someone leaps with me, shoulder to shoulder. I smell kinship on him. Kinship is all. I'm not alone. Never alone. I land, earth below me, moon above. I am wolf. We are pack. And that is all I need.

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

We all have our security blankets in this world. Some are just sharper than others.

I raised another shot. "That sound you hear is the heads of moral conservatives spontaneously exploding in the distance.

They don't have to choose either/or. They can have their cake and mutilate it too.

Fall leaves are brilliant with gold and red. You can cup them in your hand and wonder at them, be amazed at their uniqueness and glory. But eventually they are gone, brown, crumbling, scattered on the wind. But the tree remains. The tree is what is important. The tree lives on. That was a difficult knowledge to bear, and an even more difficult life to live. Of course, being the leaf wasn't exactly desirable either.