Shadow: What the hell is wrong with you.
Tech Boy: I told you. Bilquis fucked be up. I need her to unfuck whatever it is that she did to me.

The founders believed in a creator, who endowed every individual with equality and freedom. America was conceived around that truth, and the Declaration was an oath to that creator, a solemn promise that this new government would ensure the divine rights of its citizens -- life, liberty, and a shot at happiness. But the new government was overrun with debt. Furious debate roiled the continental congress. God-given rights versus materialism. Commerce carried the day, and the young country was on its way to becoming the richest corporation in history. In the process, America betrayed its oath to the creator. Economic growth was spurred by the whip and remained in the hand of the slave masters and their investors. The wealth generated by King Cotton was everywhere. The nation now prayed at the altar of commerce, but the spirit did not abandon those who had been enslaved, who brought their African gods with them to the new world.

Narrator

Tech Boy: Gold star for Nancy Drew.
Shadow: So lynch me, peckerwood.
Tech Boy: I already apologized for that.
Shadow: Apology not accepted. Not now, not ever.

Laura: OK. So he's dead. Like, actually dead. Completely dead. And it's my fault. Oh. Oh, no, no. I didn't kill him. Just, um, didn't bring him back to life, which I should have been able to do. But I didn't. It's a long story.
Caretaker: Well, I wouldn't be too hard on yourself. Like the book says, there's a time to be born, and there's a time to die.
Laura: Right. But just because somebody wrote it in a book doesn't mean it's true.

I followed in my father's fucksteps with every broken boy I could find.

Laura

Lakeside is still in America, right?

Shadow

Wednesday: Why do I keep feeling like I've forgotten something. A gift! I mean, how can I arrive empty-handed to discuss a reunion with such an extraordinary woman, huh? So what's it to be? Pigs entrails or calla lilies?
Cordelia: Pigs entrails. I bet she doesn't get that every day.
Wednesday: Nah. It's gotta be calla lilies.

Receptionist: Instagram is taking over my life. What people won't do to get followers.
Wednesday: You have no idea.

A favor followed by a lecture is not a favor at all.

Wednesday

Well, nudity is not lewdity, as they say.

Wednesday

How sharper than the serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child.

Wednesday

Let's say we sell Mr. Ainsel a klunker ticket, Allison.

Ann-Marie

American Gods Quotes

It's like one of those good/news bad news jokes, isn't it? The good news is, we'are lettin' you out early. The bad news is your wife's dead.

Guard

Shadow, we're going to be releasin' you later this afternoon. You'll be gettin' out a coupla days early. There's no good way to say this, so I'll put it plain. This came in from Johnson City Hospital from Eagle point. Your wife, she died in the early hours of this morning. It was ah, an automobile accident.

Warden