Anyone who thinks traditional and modern interpretations of demons are frightening had better remember that real angels inspired awe because they were so ghastly. How we usually think of angel is all due to Renaissance painters trying to sex up the concept. Most Christians, if they saw an angel in the flesh, would go run for their guns.

— Thomm Quackenbush

Any relationship that developed power dynamics, where she thought she had the right to dictate someone else's behavior or have him dictate hers, was ended almost immediately. She could not stand the thought of hands on her that presumed she belonged to them.

— Thomm Quackenbush

As a man, I was a failure. A pathetic teacher lusting after Catholic school girls in short skirts. As a monster, I'm superb. It's comforting to know my place in the world.

— Thomm Quackenbush

As compassionate beings, we cannot harm others, not even through our inaction.

— Thomm Quackenbush

As he had kissed her neck, she could not repress the feeling she was a lamb making time with a wolf.

— Thomm Quackenbush

Ashley was free to spout off how much she loved her savior because Jesus was not about to rear back and tell her He did not quite feel the same way, that He had died for the sins of the world just because it was fun and did not want things to be too serious. He was only thirty-three, after all, and might want to martyr himself for other people.

— Thomm Quackenbush

As long as she persisted in her belief that bafflement justified her actions, she felt confident no one would contradict her.

— Thomm Quackenbush

At least the more modern princesses had the guts to do something aside from clean and wait to be rescued. They armed themselves and tried to provide good role models to impressionable girl tykes. It riled some innate feminist... that the princesses were strongest when they were acting like the men...

— Thomm Quackenbush

A woman steps out of the back door after an hour of him sitting. Younger than either of us, blonde with a tinge of gray at her temples, the light creases of age in the corners of her eyes, beautiful in the untouchable way of mothers who are our exemplars for what we will admire in women when we come of age.

— Thomm Quackenbush

Aw, so he used you as a penis cozy and then left? Guys are pigs.

— Thomm Quackenbush