10 Quotes by Alexandra Sokoloff

He knew why she killed. Because anyone with a human feeling would want to kill the men she killed. Because the killing she did prevented the further agony of innocent victims. Because someone had to do it.

The moon is waxing. December moon. Cold Moon.

She concentrates on the road, on the bleak winter light over the pale grass on gently rolling hills.

Revelation. All-time favorite of unmedicated street evangelists everywhere.

Things happen. Life happens. Sometimes we draw things to us. Maybe it’s fate. I can’t tell you, Matthew. But it seems that for whatever reason, this one’s yours.

The shadow moves across the darkened streets, surveying its domain. The fog is like a living thing.

Fair as the moon and cold as ice. Cara. He held her until he slept.

Suddenly she longed for the comfort of books around her. No matter how bad she felt, a library could always make her feel better.

He slowed for one last round, riding the buzz of endorphins, feeling the knotted parts of his soul unraveling, knowing he was an idiot for not making time for this every single day.