Body Double Quotes

“We are all descended from monsters.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“Even divorce, she thought, cannot erase all the bonds forged by years of marriage. Long after the papers are signed, decrees notarized, the ties still remain. And the most powerful tie of all is written in a child's flesh and blood.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“The one man you most want to sleep with may be the worst choice of all.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“We are not as impervious as we think we are. - Dr Maura Isles”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“Maybe it's because I can't have him that I feel safe wanting him. He's beyond my reach, so he won't hurt me.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“She siged, a sound of regret for childhood transgressions, for all the lessons learned too late.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“Be aware every morning that you may not last the day, And every evening that you may not last the night.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“Sometimes, she thought, you've got to accept a helping hand. Sometimes you've got to admit you can't do it all by yourself.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“Happy is he who is forever faced with the hour of his death
And prepares himself for the end every day.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“Where we go depends upon where we know. And where we know depends upon where we go”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“A ROW OF SKULLS glared from atop a wall of intricately stacked femurs and tibias. Though it was June, and she knew the sun was shining on the streets of Paris sixty feet above her, Dr. Maura Isles felt chilled as she walked down the dim passageway, its walls lined almost to the ceiling with human remains. She was familiar, even intimate, with death, and had confronted its face countless times on her autopsy table, but she was stunned by the scale of this display, by the sheer number of bones stored in this network of tunnels beneath the City of Light. The one-kilometer tour took her through only a small section of the catacombs. Off-limits to tourists were numerous side tunnels and bone-filled chambers, their dark mouths gaping seductively behind locked gates.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“Przez całe życie była grzeczna i oto do czego ją to doprowadziło. Grzeczne dziewczynki pozwalają sobą pomiatać. Są zawsze w cieniu i nikt nie zwraca na nie uwagi. Wychodzą za mężczyzn, którzy szybko zapominają o ich istnieniu. Nie będę już grzeczna, pomyślała. Jeśli się stąd wydostanę, pokaże pazury.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“Potwór odciska swoje piętno na naszym ciele, naszych instynktach. Potem już zawsze wyczuwa się obecność następnego.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“Jak łatwo jest człowieka śledzić, pomyślała Rizzoli. Nie mamy szóstego zmysłu, który by nas ostrzegał, że ktoś się nam przygląda. Nie czujemy na plecach wzroku prześladowcy. Dopiero gdy atakuje, zdajemy sobie sprawę z jego obecności.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“Dodge Caravan three weeks ago, out in Pittsfield.’ Pittsfield, she thought, right across the state border from Albany. Where a woman vanished just last month. She stood with the receiver pressed to her ear, her pulse starting to hammer. ‘Where’s that van now?’ ‘Our team sat tight and didn’t follow it. By the time they heard back about the plates, it was gone. It hasn’t come back.’ ‘Let’s change out that car and move it to a parallel street. Bring in a second team to watch the house. If the van comes by again, we can do a leapfrog tail. Two cars, taking turns.’ ‘Right, I’m headed over there now.’ She hung up. Turned to look into the interview room where Charles Cassell was still sitting at the table, his head bowed. Is that love or obsession I’m looking at? she wondered. Sometimes, you couldn’t tell the difference. Twenty-eight DAYLIGHT WAS FADING when Rizzoli cruised up Dedham Parkway. She spotted Frost’s car and pulled up behind him. Climbed out of her car and slid into his passenger seat. ‘And?’ she said. ‘What’s going on?’ ‘Not a damn thing.’ ‘Shit. It’s been over an hour. Did we scare him off?’ ‘There’s still a chance it wasn’t Lank.’ ‘White van, stolen plates from Pittsfield?’ ‘Well, it didn’t hang around. And it hasn’t been back.’ ‘When’s the last time Van Gates left the house?’ ‘He and the wife went grocery shopping around noon. They’ve been home ever since.’ ‘Let’s cruise by. I want to take a look.’ Frost drove past the house, moving slowly enough for her to get a good long gander at Tara-on-Sprague-Street. They passed the surveillance team, parked at the other end of the block, then turned the corner and pulled over. Rizzoli said: ‘Are you sure they’re home?’ ‘Team hasn’t seen either one of them leave since noon.’ ‘That house looked awfully dark to me.’ They sat there for a few minutes, as dusk deepened. As Rizzoli’s uneasiness grew. She’d seen no lights on. Were both husband and wife asleep? Had they slipped out without the surveillance team seeing them? What was that van doing in this neighborhood? She looked at Frost. ‘That’s it. I’m not going to wait any longer. Let’s pay a visit.’ Frost circled back to the house and parked. They rang the bell, knocked on the door. No one answered. Rizzoli stepped off the porch, backed up the walkway, and gazed up at the southern plantation facade with its priapic white columns. No lights were on upstairs, either. The van, she thought. It was here for a reason. Frost said, ‘What do you think?’ Rizzoli could feel her heart starting to punch, could feel prickles of unease. She cocked her head, and Frost got the message: We’re going around back. She circled to the side yard and swung open a gate. Saw just a narrow brick walkway, abutted by a fence. No room for a garden, and barely room for the two trash cans sitting there. She stepped through the gate. They had no warrant, but something was wrong here, something that was making her hands tingle, the same hands that had been scarred by Warren Hoyt’s blade. A monster leaves his mark on your flesh, on your instincts. Forever after, you can feel it when another one passes by. With Frost right behind her, she moved past dark windows and a central air-conditioning unit that blew warm air against her chilled flesh. Quiet, quiet. They were trespassing now, but all she wanted was a peek in the windows, a look in the back door. She rounded the corner and found a small backyard, enclosed by a fence. The rear gate was open. She crossed the yard to that gate and looked into the alley beyond it. No one there. She started toward the house and was almost at the back door when she noticed it was ajar. She and Frost exchanged a look. Both their weapons came out. It had happened so quickly, so automatically, that she did not even remember having drawn hers. Frost gave the back door a push, and it swung”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“the pages of computer”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“Dr Tierney did the autopsy.’ ‘Who was the detective on that case?’ ‘Um . . . here it is.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“Survival is only the first step.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double

“Pesez le matin que vous n'irez peut-etre pas jusqu'au soir, et au soir que vous n'irez peut-etre pas questu'au matin.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Body Double