9 Quotes by Jefferson Bass

My God, is this a date?" Jeff had asked when I asked if I could bring her along."I don't know," I said. "She might still be happily lesbian.

... I watched in astonishment, Jess reached up and cupped Miss Georgia's breasts in her hands, giving them an appraising squeeze and admiring nod. A moment later, Miss Georgia returned the gesture...

You do have an eye for the tarnished lining.

Flesh forgets. Bone remembers.

Carpe librum, meant “Seize the book.

The story of her death was written in bone.

I might be turning into a guy who talks to himself, though.” After a pause, I added, “Yep. I’ve been meaning to speak to you about that.

One recent experiment, for instance, demonstrated that people who died shortly after undergoing chemotherapy decomposed far more slowly than what I’d since begun to think of as “organic” or “all natural” bodies. Chemotherapy, in other words, bore more than a passing resemblance to antemortem embalming, which was not a particularly comforting notion.

The morgue looked deserted, though in fact it was never unattended.