One day you will hear the sound of time rustling as it slips through your fingers like sand. Remember me then. I wish you luck.
Sergei LukyanenkoAnd the simple people are trash. A herd of sheep that are good for shearing, but sometimes it's more profitable to slaughter them.
Sergei LukyanenkoThere is no abstract Evil; you have to understand that! Its roots are here, all around us, in this herd that goes on chewing and having a good time only an hour after a murder!
Sergei LukyanenkoWhat if it turns out there really are witches and vampires and werewolves living right here alongside us? After all, what better disguise could there be than to get your image enshrined in the culture of the mass media? Anything that's described in artistic terms and shown in the movies stops being frightening and mysterious. For real horror you need the spoken word, you need an old grandpa sitting on a bench, scaring the grandkids in the evening.
Sergei Lukyanenko