Ghost Town Quotes:

Define better with that guy. Not all fangs and raaaaar.

- Rachel Caine

source: Rachel Caine (2010). “Ghost Town: The Morganville Vampires”, p.179, Penguin

topic: Guy, Ghost Town, Morganville Vampires, Myrnin, Claire Danvers

The sumptuous age of stars and images is reduced to a few artificial tornado effects, pathetic fake buildings, and childish tricks which the crowd pretends to be taken in by to avoid feeling too disappointed. Ghost towns, ghost people. The whole place has the same air of obsolescence about it as Sunset or Hollywood Boulevard.

- Jean Baudrillard

source: Jean Baudrillard, Francesco Proto, Keith Broadfoot (2006). “Mass Identity Architecture: Architectural Writings of Jean Baudrillard”, Academy Press

topic: Stars, Taken, Sunset, Sumptuous, Ghost Town

San Francisco can no longer afford to be a city divided between downtown and neighborhoods, with a downtown that becomes a ghost town when workers go home for the evening

- Gavin Newsom

topic: Home, Cities, San Francisco, Ghost Town

Oliver laughed - actually laughed."I like this new Claire," he said. "You should work her this hard all the time, Myrnin. She's interesting when she's forthright." Claire, possessed by the spirit of Eve, shot him the finger. Which made him laugh again, shake his head, and walk up the steps.

- Rachel Caine

source: Rachel Caine (2010). “Ghost Town”, p.84, Allison & Busby

topic: Laughing, Interesting, Steps, Myrnin, Claire Danvers

There is a deep sense in which we are all ghost towns. We are all haunted by the memory of those we love, those with whom we feel we have unfinished business. While they may no longer be with us, a faint aroma of their presence remains, a presence that haunts us until we make our peace with them and let them go. The problem, however, is that we tend to spend a great deal of energy in attempting to avoid the truth. We construct an image of ourselves that seeks to shield us from a confrontation with our ghosts. Hence we often encounter them only late at night, in the corridors of our dreams.

- Peter Rollins

topic: Dream, Memories, Night, Aroma, Ghost Town

What happens, matters. Maybe only to us but it matters.

- Tea Leoni

topic: Meaningful, Matter, Ghost Town

This story never really had a point. It’s just a lull - a skip in the record. We are addresses in ghost towns. We are old wishes that never came true. We are hand grenades (and every word you say pulls the pin). We are all gods, we are all monsters.

- Pete Wentz

topic: Hands, Wish, Monsters, Skip, Grenade

Because they're stupid, that's why. That's why everybody does everything.

- Homer

topic: Stupid, Doe, Kidneys, Ghost Town

All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.

- Stanley Kubrick

topic: Inspirational, Boys, Play, Work And Play, All Work And No Play

It is not enough to defend our values at home, in our newspapers and in our institutions. We also have to defend them in the refugee camps of the Middle East, and the ruined ghost towns of Syria.

- Angelina Jolie

topic: Home, Middle East, Towns, Refugee Camps, Ghost Town

Promise me, Amelie, that you’ll crucify me with silver before you allow me to fall in love.” “I hardly think there’s any chance of that,” Amelie said. "I doubt you have the capacity.

- Rachel Caine

source: Rachel Caine (2010). “Ghost Town”, p.234, Allison & Busby

topic: Ghost Town

The advent of Google+ and the emergence of the personalized web means this is more true than ever. Brands, and their advertising partners, must wake up to this challenge and define themselves with clarity, consistency and authenticity. Otherwise they just might find themselves shouting in a ghost town.

- Simon Mainwaring

topic: Mean, Consistency, Challenges, Emergence, Personalized

You okay?" "Fine." "Your heart's beating really fast." "Gee, thanks. That's very comforting that you can hear it." He smiled, and it was the old Michael, the one she'd first met before all the vamp stuff. "Yeah, I know it is. Sorry. Just stay behind me if there's trouble." "You sound like Shane." "Well, he did say he'd kill me if I got you hurt. I'm just looking after my own neck." "Liar.

- Rachel Caine

topic: Hurt, Sorry, Liars, Myrnin, Eve Rosser

She can go with us to the lab and keep Myrnin pinned down while we pull the plug, if he's not... you know, better." "Define BETTER with that guy." "Not all fangs and raaaaar.

- Rachel Caine

topic: Guy, Labs, Plugs, Morganville Vampires, Myrnin

She collapsed at the bottom of the trail, at the edge of the ghost town. Dekka sat on Edilio and pressed down on the wound. The force of the blood was weaker now. She could almost hold the blood back now, not a good thing, no, because it meant he was almost finished, his brave heart almost done beating. Dekka looked up straight into the glittering eyes of a coyote. She could sense the others around her, closing in. Wary but sensing that a fresh meal was close at hand.

- Michael Grant

topic: Heart, Eye, Blood, Brave Heart, Almost Done

Is this your bedroom?" she asked, and turned to look at him. Myrnin straightened and jammed the big red floppy hat back on his head. The feathers waved back and forth. "Don't get any ideas," he said. "I'm far too young and innocent for that kind of thinking.

- Rachel Caine

topic: Thinking, Ideas, Looks, Myrnin, Ghost Town

Oh, Claire," he said. "You think me a far better man than I am. That's kind, and flattering." "Are you saying that you -" "Doughnuts!" Myrnin interrupted her and darted away, to zip back in seconds with an open box.

- Rachel Caine

source: Rachel Caine (2010). “Ghost Town”, p.30, Allison & Busby

topic: Men, Thinking, Zips, Myrnin And Claire, Morganville Vampires

You humans, always eating. I'll make you soup. You can eat it while you keep working." Myrnin set aside his book and walked into the back of the lab. "Don't use the same beaker you used for poisons!" Claire yelled after him. He waved a pale hand. "I mean it!

- Rachel Caine

source: Rachel Caine (2010). “Ghost Town”, p.77, Allison & Busby

topic: Book, Mean, Hands, Myrnin And Claire, Morganville Vampires

Here," Myrnin said, his voice still gentle and low. "Amelie said you had to work. No one said you had to work alone." He picked up the next part and slotted it in, took the screwdriver from Claire's numbed fingers, and fastened it with a couple of deft, fast movements. "I'll be your hands." She wanted to cry, because it was so sweet, but it wouldn't do any good.

- Rachel Caine

source: Rachel Caine (2010). “Ghost Town: The Morganville Vampires”, p.94, Penguin

topic: Sweet, Couple, Hands, Amelie, Myrnin

Myrnin, who hadn't said much, suddenly reached out and wrapped his arms around her. She stiffened, shocked, and for a panicked second wondered whether he'd suddenly decided to snack on her neck... but it was just a hug. His body felt cold against hers, and way too close, but then he let go and stepped back. "You've done very well. I'm extremely proud of you," he said. There was a touch of color high in his pale cheeks. "Do go home now. And shower. You reek like the dead." Which, coming from a vampire, was pretty rich.

- Rachel Caine

topic: Letting Go, Home, Color, Claire Danvers, Ghost Town

Nobody's cut out for this town," Shane said. "Nobody sane anyway." "Says the kid who came back." "Yeah, kind of proves my point.

- Rachel Caine

topic: Kids, Cutting, Towns, Claire Danvers, Ghost Town

Myrnin turned away to pick up his Ben Franklin spectacles, balanced them on his nose, and looked over them to say, "Don't do drugs. I feel I ought to say that.

- Rachel Caine

topic: Drug, Noses, Franklin, Myrnin, Claire Danvers

He's not doing anything he shouldn't be doing, right?" "Like what?" "Like hitting on you." "Ew. No, of course not. He doesn't see me that way." Michael shook his head and went back to his coffee. "What? You think he does?" "Sometimes he looks at you a little... oddly, that's all. Maybe you're right. Maybe he just wants you for your blood." "Again, Ew! What's with you this morning?" "Not enough coffee.

- Rachel Caine

topic: Morning, Coffee, Thinking, Morganville Vampires, Myrnin

When the people of a nation stop communicating, they lose the common purpose that made them great. Their cities become ghost towns. People live aimlessly because they have no cause for which they are willing to die. The cry of the populace is 'Just leave me alone'. Perhaps the ultimate hell is that the wish will be granted. It is not unlikely that our own nation will collapse not through an explosive roar, but through a deafening silence. This silence must be broken in our generation. We may never get another chance.

- Jeff Myers

topic: Cities, Common Purpose, Our Generation, Just Leave Me Alone, Willing To Die