333 Quotes by Jeff Lindsay

He had an AM radio playing a conservative talk show. The host was making some very interesting statements about the president. I don’t usually pay much attention to politics, but from what the man said, I had to believe that sometime in the recent past the laws regarding sedition must have changed.

The children are no longer your concern,” he said. “They belong to Moloch now. Moloch likes the taste of children.” “Where are they?” I said. He waved his hand dismissively. “They’re right here on Toro Key, but you’re too late to stop the ritual.

It’s terrible to have to depend on someone else.

First I walked into a trap and nearly turned into the Inhuman Torch, and then a man I had regarded as a foot soldier in the war against intelligence turned out to be a covert general – and to top it off, he was apparently in league with the last few living pieces of my nemesis, Sergeant Doakes, and he seemed very likely to take up where Doakes had left off, in the pursuit of poor persecuted Dexter. Where would this end?

The mind picks some very bad times to take a walk doesn’t it?

Really now: If you can’t get me my newspaper on time, how can you expect me to refrain from killing people?

In fact, from what I had observed it was quite possible for one to actively dislike one’s girlfriend, although of course true hatred is reserved for marriage.

Doakes was gone. One small piece at a time he was leaving my life and releasing me from the involuntary servitude of Rita’s couch. I could live again.

Dying makes everyone weaker, subject to painful insight, and not always insight into any kind of special truth – it’s just the approaching end that makes people want to believe they are seeing something in the line of a great revelation.