AMERICAN GODS SENTENCE STARTERS
episode six - a murder of gods.
â you saved me. thank you. â
â you already know my name. â
â what are they ? â
â oh motherfucker, you never just answer a fucking question ! â
â thatâs not a question, ___ , a question would be: what do you believe you saw ? â
â i donât know what i believe. â
â it was a warning to me, and a sacrifice to them. â
â sacrifice ? like ââ like what, for ââ for a god ? â
â whatâs a god ? can we even know they exist ? people believe things, which means theyâre real. that means we know they exist. so what came first ? gods ? or the people who believed in them ? â
â where was all this before i met you ? â
â thereâs always a window. but people are frightened to look through it. itâs safer in the prison cell. â
â weâre not safe now. â
â who are you ? â
â i believe in some things. â
â your wife obviously has a temper. not used to getting her way, huh ? â
â your dearly departed has departed and i suggest we should do the same. â
â was she a ghost ? i mean, do you think you saw a ghost ? â
â you know, youâre not questioning any of this. iâm questioning everything right now. â
â iâm not so young nor so narrow to assume the dead are dead, and thereâs no spectrum or spectral in between. in my experience, the dead that arenât rarely come back without purpose. â
â her purpose was to let you go, now get in. â
â now youâve seen whoâs after us, and you know what theyâre capable of. you can hang around here if you want, but iâm getting out of here. â
â fuck ! where the fuck is my car ! â
â yes, it does belong to the dead woman, i am the dead woman. whereâs my fucking car ? â
â first piece of luck iâve had in days. â
â worse things out tonight than you. â
â isnât she lovely ? â
â iâve done the math. this times that equals youâre a cunt, divided by the only way iâm gonna get what i need is if you give it to me equals the only way youâre gonna give it to me is if you donât need it. â
â like my friend jesus christ, the only thing you need, ___ , is resurrection. â
â did you just name drop jesus christ like you know a guy who knows a guy ? â
â i can be very convincing. â
â is this you being convincing now ? because you suck at it. â
â iâm trying to convince you to live. real living. not whatever rot living this is. â
â why donât you put that on your fucking scales and weigh it ? â
â what the fuck are you ? i mean, what the fuck are any of you, but first, tell me, what the fuck are you ? seriously, what the fuck are you ?! â
â please stop stealing my cab. â
â i have been traveling in the direction of mecca for days, looking for a jinn. â
â iâll tell you where to find a whole murder of gods, demi and otherwise. every god damned one of them. â
â i know a charm that can lift grief from a grieving heart. â
â do you know a charm that can stop bleeding ? â
â i know a charm that can cure sickness and pain and a charm that can turn away the weapons of enemies. i know a charm that can heal with a touch. â
â excuse the cold hands. â
â thereâs always been a god shaped hole in manâs head. trees were the first to fill it. â
â mr. wood was the trees, mr. wood was the forest. see, he was a very old god who saw something very new. he saw a god fearing society turn towards complete industrialization. so what did he do ? he sacrificed his trees, he sacrificed his forest, and he became something else. â
â well, at this stage itâs âweâll seeâ, or, âtime will tellâ, but if itâll rest your weary head, then yeah, itâs gone. â
â religion inspires in those who fear nothing, fear of the gods, and using that fear requires a certain element of fucked up. â
â iâm not scared of anything anymore. â
â iâm scared youâre never gonna shut that flapping hole of yours. iâm sitting here having a fucking anxiety attack because i am genuinely terrified that you are never gonna shut the fuck up. â
â did you kill ___ ? i wonât tell. â
â my name is ___. or ⊠it was ___. i do not know what my name is now. â
â i just realized that iâm never gonna see my mother again. iâm never gonna hear her say my name again. iâm never gonna eat her cooking again. â
â are you dead ? â
â this is my afterlife, ___. â
â did you pray for another life ? â
â i do not pray to ask god for things. i pray to thank god, for bringing me where i am. to this time, to this place, where i finally know what i must do in this life. â
â i pray i find ___. he is my afterlife. i knew him. we knew each other. and now i wish to know more. â
â people will defend the warm safe feeling their america gives them. they will defend it with bullets. â
â less a funeral than a celebration of a sacrifice. â
â if i know my friend, somebody got tossed into the volcano. â
â this was a human sacrifice ? âÂ
â thatâs him. head of the crowd. the one they flock to. â
â please, go in peace. â
â what rock did you crawl out from under ? â
â playing a little hide and seek. hiding from the proverbial them, and seeking ⊠you. â
â i need you to believe in me. â
â iâve heard your name on the wind. â
â weâre at war already, and weâre losing. you, me, all of us. theyâre taking honey from our mouths. â
â i have no use for shame. â
â itâs easier to pass for the living in the dark, if i felt the need to pass. â
â your heartâs not beating for this life anymore, ___. this life is done. â
â that doesnât obligate him to feel shit. â
â perhaps i misjudged the kiss. â
â death do us part, take the fucking hint. heâs gone. your man came, saw you, tasted death on your tongue, and he fucking left. â
â your kind of love, ___, is the worst kind of love of them all. you can love somebody even when you know they donât like it. even when you know they donât want it. â
â thatâs some profound fucking knowledge for you right there, wrapped up in a quaint sexual metaphor. â
â people do tend to behave if they know theyâre being watched. they like being watched. â
â somebodyâs watching. somebodyâs always watching. â
â what did you do to become the god of this little universe that youâve created ? â
â youâre no stranger to sacrifice. â
â they donât sacrifice anymore. not to me. â
â you could always sacrifice yourself. youâve done it before. â
â you ever see a man hanged, ___ ? throat crushed, gasping for life. itâs a terrible way to find your faith. faith doesnât have to leave the faithful dangling. â
â you are what you worship. â
â the power of fire is firepower. â
â not god, but godlike. and they believe. â
â god bless the believers. â
â iâll make you a blade worthy of a god. â
â i know who he is, and who heâs always been. i can depend on that. â
â youâre not here at the moment. youâre distracted. i wonder why. â
â sheâs out in the cold, but ⊠she doesnât feel it anymore. or maybe ⊠maybe itâs all she feels, now. â
â they make blood sacrifices to you. â
â you could use a blood sacrifice. â
â you sold us out. â
â you saw what i was. i was a story people forgot to remember to tell. and they gave me a gun. they put power back in my hands. and i gotta tell you; it feels good. â
â i never needed my religion to be moral. â
â moralizing religions are materialistic ones. they all need their martyrs. â
â iâm laying down a curse. iâm cursing the whole fucking thing. â
â god is great. â
â life is great. â
















