The Killing Hour (Quincy and Rainie, #4)

by Lisa Gardner

“Oh, for the love of God. There is no agent more agent than you. I swear you have pin-striped ties encrypted into your DNA. When you die, the coffin is going to read Property of the FBI.”

“Love’s not for everyone. There are people who live their whole lives alone and are very happy that way. To fall in love … It involves giving.

according to Freud, the tie you pick, the ring you wear, the shirt you buy, all say something about you. Nothing is random, everything you do has intent.

Reputations were built in a lifetime, but ruined in only a matter of minutes.

“Irresponsible is only irresponsible if you fail. Succeed, however, and irresponsible quickly becomes merely unorthodox.”

We all get a little older, but we never completely outgrow our past. And mine is looming behind me now, this big giant shadow I want so desperately to leave behind.”

Maybe happiness is like a drug. You get a little, then you want a lot.

You didn’t have to know all the answers. You just had to be brave enough to try.

Life was filled with choices, Kimberly thought. Living, dying, fighting, running, hoping, dreading, loving, hating. Existing in the past or living in the present.