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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| d099f1c | I guess I see your point, but there's more to people than how they look." "But you only get to know somebody because you like what you see." He smiled down at her. "I like what I see." Lydia wondered how many chins she had from lying on her back and whether or not her roots showed in the glow of the television. "What on earth could you possibly see?" "The woman I want to spend the rest of my life with." Rick put his hand on .. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| b2020de | Kantor's Andersonville," she said, adding, "It's a first edition." | Karin Slaughter | ||
| d939636 | his chair again. He pulled at his mustache. "Well, I wish I could" | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 72d34b9 | Eighteen years ago, Lydia had told her that the problem with Paul Scott was that he didn't see Claire as a normal, imperfect human being. He was blind to her faults. He covered her missteps. He would never challenge her or scare her or infuriate her or stir up any of those fiery emotions that made it worthwhile to put up with a man's bullshit. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 913d0ff | I had experienced a TIA, which of course further infuriated your mother (she has always been hostile to abbreviation). | Karin Slaughter | ||
| f7fa3bb | offer nothing | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 5c6932a | Their whole life, they're the center of attention. People want to be around them just because they're attractive. Their jokes are funnier. Their lives are better. And then suddenly, they get bags under their eyes or they put on a little weight and no one cares about | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 4c9cf25 | Yes." Claire was tired of his questions, which were made even more grating by his flat, midwestern accent." | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 6589070 | She asked, "Was that really your dinner--two hot dogs and a Krispy Kreme doughnut?" "Four doughnuts." "What does your cholesterol look like?" "I guess it's white like what they show in the commercials." | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 503ea39 | Her hearing had faded out as soon as he'd touched her--maybe it was the angels playing harps or the exploding fireworks. Maybe her drink was too strong or her heart was too lonely. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 92fd769 | Amanda was probably in her mid-fifties, a small woman, maybe five-three on a good day. Her attitude filled the room, and she walked with a swagger that rivaled a bullfighter's. She wore a simple diamond ring on her wedding finger, though Will knew she wasn't currently married. She had no children, or perhaps she had eaten them when they were young. | tough-women | Karin Slaughter | |
| 251bf5c | Estevez, | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 2fd220b | Georgia had beaten Auburn last night. The town was sleeping off the win. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 4864fb9 | Remember--the Devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 53e958c | moved as he swallowed. "After" | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 982957a | He felt about as useless as a one-legged man in a butt-kicking contest | funny | Karin Slaughter | |
| 4eded14 | As hard as it was to hold on to things, it was even harder to let them go. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| cbe03fc | stupid fucker. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 6628a11 | see this with abused children sometimes, where, as a form of self-defense, they've learned to read mood and nuance better than the typical child. They absorb an incredible amount of blame to keep the peace. They are the ultimate survivors. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 2a84b4f | An autopsy was an act of violence itself, the ultimate invasion. Every body tells a story. A person's life and death can be exposed in all their glory and shame simply by looking beneath the skin. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| d56fe2b | got to figure out before I die whether I want to be happy or I want to be right. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 41eb680 | fund-raiser where the whitest men and women in North Atlanta sat around in Dolce & Gabbana sampling perogies and Swedish meatballs made by their children's nannies. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 7c0a25c | up | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 3ee9bc5 | How had her mother fallen in with these idiots? | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 82452ea | Laura was not a lonely teenaged girl anymore. She was fifty-five years old. She was a mother, a cancer survivor, a businesswoman. This was her life, Not Nick, | Karin Slaughter | ||
| de62030 | 40. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 2b0cec2 | That's how it's been happening since Jesus lost his sandals. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 9a28f48 | repeated Jasper's words, because in the future, if she ever wavered about never talking to her brother again, she wanted to remember in detail everything he had said. She told him, "I have the paperwork, Jasper. All of it. I'll testify in front of any judge that it's your signature. I'll tell them that you knew about Oslo, and I'll tell them that you wanted to frame Andrew for everything." Jasper stared at her. "How can you choose him over .. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| b04ad5b | Belle Isle Andy hadn't had a drink since she'd returned home. She wasn't sure whether or not she wanted to break the streak. Still, she took a cup and sat cross-legged on the floor so that her dad could sit in the chair | Karin Slaughter | ||
| e20fd14 | receiver, | Karin Slaughter | ||
| fc23d4f | Paul. She hadn't just watched him die. She had taken in his death like a hummingbird drawing nectar. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 752adcb | It was getting to be so ridiculous, she was surprised there weren't special schools for the boring, average children. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 71cea36 | Andy opened her mouth and screamed as loud as she could. It felt good, but she couldn't scream for the rest of her life. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 646b2dd | Her birthday was yesterday, August twentieth. Why had Laura said that she was born in January? 6 Andy drove up and down what seemed like the city of Carrollton's main drag. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 6e36273 | he was crying, but then she realized that he was probably trying to regain his composure so that Andy wouldn't be even more worried when she saw him. She had seen Gordon cry once, and only once, before. It was at the beginning of her parents' divorce. He hadn't let go and sobbed or anything. What he had done was so much worse. Tears had rolled down his cheeks, one long drip after another, like condensation on the side of a glass. He'd kept .. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 85e7bf5 | Lydia's vingers stuitten op de lege bodem van de chipszak. Ze voelde zich ellendig. Ze had die chips helemaal niet gewild. Na de eerste hap proefde ze ze eigenlijk niet eens meer. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| bb375f2 | Men never have to be uncomfortable around women. Women have to be uncomfortable around men all of the time. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 6233d85 | The worst part was that she was turning into one of those annoying people who got so caught up whining about a bad situation that they forgot they were actually capable of doing something about it. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 26ee656 | younger son, Arthur, called from the bedroom he | Jeff Brown | ||
| afc94ee | when she got out of her car. Faith hadn't realized that something was wrong until well after the music stopped. Will let her run through the story--the torn-up house, the dead man she'd found and the two that she had killed herself. When she was finished, he played it all back in his head, seeing Faith standing in the carport by the shed, going back to her car. Despite her recent medical issues, her memory seemed crystal clear now. She had .. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 361bc99 | Trust me, sweetheart, there is a reason centuries of fathers have fought brutal wars to protect the concept of Immaculate Conception.) | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 23dce6e | They tried to bury us. They didn't know we were seeds. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| e83ea66 | No matter how far you run, you always ended up back where you started. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| e5b5a36 | War was nothing but a grand experiment. Behind every senseless tragedy, there was some guy with a clipboard. | Karin Slaughter |