Death du Jour Quotes

“Remember, I might be the wind, but you control the kite.”
― Kathy Reichs, Death du Jour

“I adore storms. I love the raw power of the spectacle: Hydraulics! Voltage! Percussion! Mother Nature has dominion and everyone awaits her whim.”
― Kathy Reichs, Death du Jour

“His ears and nose were raspberry red, and when he spoke, a cloud of vapor billowed from his mouth. I wanted to tell him to cover his ears, immediately felt like my mother, and didn’t. He’s a big boy. If his lobes crack off, he’ll deal with it.”
― Kathy Reichs, Death Du Jour

“Why did you have to be there? I’m so sorry. I’m so very, very sorry, Bird.”
― Kathy Reichs, Death Du Jour

“It takes analytical skills worthy of a degree in civil engineering to understand when and where one is allowed to leave a car in Montreal.”
― Kathy Reichs, Death Du Jour

“Charlotte was a segregated city going into the 1960s, but then an extraordinary group of black and white leaders began to work to integrate restaurants, public lodging, recreation, and transportation.”
― Kathy Reichs, Death Du Jour

“Oh! Dad bought a Mazda RX-7. It is so sweet! He won’t let me drive it, though.”
― Kathy Reichs, Death Du Jour

“There will always be mystic hustlers who will play upon disillusionment, despair, low self-esteem, or fear to promote their own agendas.”
― Kathy Reichs, Death Du Jour

“She wrote to her bishop, pointing out that the fever was spread in places where crowds gathered, and begging him to temporarily close the churches. Bishop Fabre refused, stating that to close the churches would be to laugh at God. The bishop urged his flock to church, telling them that united prayer was more powerful than prayer in isolation.”
― Kathy Reichs, Death Du Jour