Double Dexter Quotes

“Happily for me, ninety-nine percent of all human life is spent simply repeating the same old actions, speaking the same tired clichés, moving like a zombie through the same steps of the dance we plodded through yesterday and the day before and the day before. It seems horribly dull and pointless-but it really makes a great deal of sense. After all, if you only have to follow the same path every day, you don't need to think at all. Considering how good humans are at any mental process more complicated than chewing, isn't that the best for everybody?”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“I sighed; as comforting as it may be to some of us, sarcasm, like youth, is wasted on the young.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“That left either magical powers or coincidence, and although I have nothing at all against Harry Potter, coincidence got my vote.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“We don't get to pick our kin. The best we can hope for is to survive them...”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“...the only light in this tiny-mooned night comes from the windows of the apartment building, a matching purple halo from each window, a dozen televisions all tuned to the pointless, empty, idiotic unreality o the same reality show, everyone watching in vacuous lockstep as true reality cruises slowly past outside licking its chops”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“I really am guilty, of many somethings, all of them lethal and very enjoyable and technically not quite legal.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“Why should I let anything stand in the way of life, liberty, and the pursuit of vivisection?”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“Is that why you're crying?"
(...) "It's just hormones," she said. "I didn't want anyone to see."
I skipped over the image of anyone seeing her hormones and tried to focus on the heart of the matter.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“But it's different for a girl, and Astor is at the age- It's not too dry, is it?" She said, frowning at my plate.
"It's perfect," I said.
"It is dry; I'm sorry. So I thought maybe if you would talk to her," Rita finished. I truly hoped she meant talk to Astor and not the pork chop.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“Vince and I had reached the point where there was nothing else we could think of to do with the taco wrapper, and since he refused to draw straws for the privilege of telling Deborah, I'd been forced to make the call to give her the news that we'd come up blank. And three minutes later, here she was, striding into our lab like avenging fury.
"Goddamn it," she said before she was even all the way in the room, "I need something from you!"
"Maybe a sedative?" Vince suggested, and for once I thought he was right on the money.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“What’s Hemingway?” Astor said. I watched the crowd of look-alikes milling around on the sidewalk, jostling each other and slurping beer. “A man who grew a beard and drank a lot,” I said.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“But it is a truism of life that no matter how much we are suffering, nobody else cares—generally speaking, nobody even notices.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“...I found Deborah waiting for me, slumped into my chair and looking like the poster girl for the National Brooding Outrage Foundation.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“I came, I saw, I blew chunks.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“I spent the rest of the workday on routine paperwork, snarling at misplaced files and seething at the stupidity of everyone else's report writing--when did Grammar die?”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“Peekaboo: Welcome to Miami”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“I floated through the rest of the morning in my cloud of adrenaline and alienation, the whole time feeling as if I might split apart at the seams at any minute. But”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“But one of the things Dexter is truly good at is learning and following patterns of behavior. I have lived my life among humans, and they all think and feel and act in ways that are completely alien to me—but my survival depends on presenting a perfect imitation of the way they behave. Happily for me, ninety-nine percent of all human life is spent simply repeating the same old actions, speaking the same tired clichés, moving like a zombie through the same steps of the dance we plodded through yesterday and the day before and the day before. It seems horribly dull and pointless—but it really makes a great deal of sense. After all, if you only have to follow the same path every day, you don’t need to think at all. Considering how good humans are at any mental process more complicated than chewing, isn’t that best for everybody? So I learned very young to watch people stumbling through their one or two basic rituals, and then perform the same steps myself with flawless mimicry. This morning that talent served me well, because as I staggered out of bed and into the bathroom, there was absolutely nothing in my head except phlegm, and if I had not learned by rote what I was supposed to do each morning I don’t think I could have done it. The dull ache of a major cold had seeped into my bones and pushed all capacity for thinking out of my brain. But”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“People would always rather muddle along in their own dim, blundering way than have someone else point out where they were going wrong—even if that other person is clearly brighter.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“This is his very last trick, and now, here, tonight, he will slowly, carefully, meticulously, slice by slice and piece by piece, pay the toll to the happy bridge keeper with the bright blade, and slowly cross that final span into an unending darkness that he will soon be very willing, even very anxious, to join, because by then he will know that it is the only way out of the pain. But not now, not yet, not too soon; first we have to get him there, get him to the point of no return and just beyond it to where it is oh-so-clear to him that we have arrived at the edge and he can never go back. He must see that, understand that, absorb that, accept it as right and necessary and immutable, and it is our happy task to take him there and then point back to the border at the edge of the end and say, See? This is where you are now. You have crossed over and now it all ends.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“Una delle poche, eterne verità sugli esseri umani è che quando qualcuno afferma di non essere addormentato, di non essere ricco e di non essere ubriaco, quasi certamente sta mentendo.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“it’s always seemed to me that when you need a lawyer it’s already too late.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“This had not changed in thousands of years, and it might very well stay just like this for another five or six years, until somebody wanted to build condos. Beautiful wild things were killing each other all around me, and there was something soothing about sitting here and feeling like I was a part of a process that went on practically forever. Maybe there really was something to this whole Nature business after all.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“Our complimentary dinner that evening was really quite nice. I have always found that free meals taste just a little bit better, and after two days of the rapacious greed of the Key West economy, this was succulent indeed. And”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“I squinted and looked around, and the intensity of the light hurt my eyes. I wished I’d brought sunglasses. But I also wished I’d brought a bazooka, or at least a baseball bat, so the glasses seemed a little bit trivial. I”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“A cluster of yachts was anchored at the far side, and a smaller boat with a National Park Service logo on the side was tied at the dock. We slowed, turned, and slid in next to it. I”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“He smirked at me. “Channel Hog,” he said. “Biggest goddamned hammerhead shark known to man. Over twenty feet long, and always hungry. I truly would not recommend taking a swim out there, buddy.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“I found Albatross Airlines down at the far end of the terminal. A woman in a brown uniform stood behind the counter. She was about fifty, with a leathery face that looked like my cab driver’s twin. I wondered if she was the girlfriend of my new friend on the dock. For his sake, I hoped not.”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“I jumped out of the cab and flung money at the driver without counting it or waiting for change, and as I ran into the terminal I thought, Chuppah. That was the name of the Jewish wedding canopy. Remembering the word pleased me a whole lot more than it should have, and I made a mental note to think about why that mattered some other day. I”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter

“Hiya, bud,” the driver said. She was about fifty, with a square face that had been savaged and turned to old worn leather by the sun, and she stretched it into a brief professional smile for me. “Where to?” It”
― Jeff Lindsay, Double Dexter