14 Quotes

“Hung herself in the closet."
"Hanged," said Nate.
"Don't be one of those people.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Nate had realized a while back that nobody talked with each other at such gatherings. People just took turns talking at each other. He never got the sense anyone was listening.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Nobody sane loves working in an office, It’s against human nature to be locked up in a cubicle all day long.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“A ladder's a flag pole with delusions of grandeur.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“It had a bow tie.” “Hey,” Clive said, “bow ties are cool.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“I respect your beliefs Andrew, and I'm glad they make you happy. But I'm not up here to be lectured at or spoken down to. Clear?”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Roger nodded. “Right. Getting stuff done to your brain makes your nose bleed. I read that in a book once.” “You read a book?” said Veek. “Wait for it…” said Roger. “Annnnd...fuck you.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Koturovic somehow came up with the idea there were some kind of creatures—big, smart, scary alpha predators—living in these higher dimensions. Telepathically-sensitive people sensed them all through history and that’s where all our myths about demons and monsters come from. It’s their presence leaking through. When the dimensional barriers were shattered, according to him, these things would come through and eat everything they could until the barriers reasserted themselves. Kind of the universe’s method of population control.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Maybe there's a computer down in the basement," she said, "and we need to keep punching the numbers in.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Malavika Vishwanath. Don't try to say it you'll just piss me off.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Bro," said Roger. "You're a time traveler."
"No, I'm not," said Nate.
"Not yet, but maybe in the future.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“66–16–9—4—1—89 He glanced at her. “What do you think it means?” “Maybe there’s a computer down in the basement,” she said, “and we need to keep punching the numbers in.” “Very funny,” said Nate.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Fred always goes with Daphne and Shaggy always sticks with Velma."
"Well then, in that case, I'm Scooby.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Cattle... it called us cattle...

We're hamburger, you mean.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“I've got a thing about heights."
Nate glanced at her. "I thought you had a thing about bugs?"
"I've got more than one thing, it's allowed."
"You were okay up in the loft, said Debbie.
"Because the loft is a nice big space with guard rails," Veek said. "A ladder's a flag pole with delusions of grandeur.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Fuck me,” said Roger. He spit a mouthful of stomach acid into the hall and looked at the bodies. “Look at the old man, going all Bruce Willis on us.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Come on.” “Where are we going?” “Across the street,” she said, opening the gate. “What for?” “I told you, it’s better if you figure it out on your own.” “Right,” he muttered. “No one can be told what the Matrix is.” She smirked. “Something like that.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“What the fuck are cavemen doing here?”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Veek and Nate turned to slide down the ridge when the hammer hit their minds. MY CATTLE MY NEW PREY THERE MY SERVANTS THERE “Shit,” said Roger. A fresh stream of blood raced from his nose. “It just say what I think it did?”
― Peter Clines, 14

“The meeting he didn’t need to be at ended two hours later, and Nate had forty minutes to kill at his computer before the day was over. He spent most of it sorting the new returns into rough stacks and figuring out how much work didn’t get done while he was at the meeting. It was useful information to have later in the week when Eddie complained how far behind Nate was getting.”
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“fault line.” “It’s just a little one, I think,”
― Peter Clines, 14

“. Nate examined the desk. It was a large, solid piece of wood, the type of thing found in New England universities. He glanced over his shoulder at the staircase and wondered if they’d had to disassemble it to get it down into the sub-basement”
― Peter Clines, 14

“You were okay up in the loft,” said Debbie. “Because the loft is a nice big space with guard rails,” Veek said. “A ladder’s a flagpole with delusions of grandeur.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“The whole city stretched around him in a vibrant panorama. It was one of those views that reminded him Los Angeles was a lot more than traffic, concrete, and graffiti.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Nate Tucker found out about the apartment as people often learn about the things which change their lives
forever—by sheer luck”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Nate took the sheet. It was covered in the neat, curvy handwriting so many women mastered and men almost never did. The top half was the message, recopied in the same Cyrillic that it had been on the wall. Below it was the translation in English.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Koturovic’s a surname,” said Tim. “A patronymic. Not a middle name.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Hey, check this out,” called Roger. He balanced on his left and leaned out past the ladder. His finger touched a black spot on one of the planks. Nate tried to focus on it. Against the dark wood it was almost invisible. “What d’you got?” “This isn’t a knot,” said Roger. “It’s a hole. A drilled hole. Looks like a coffin lock or something.” He leaned a little further and squinted at the spot. “Seriously?” asked Clive. Roger nodded. “Yeah, I can see the socket in there. Got an Allen wrench set?” “Yeah.” Clive stepped away towards the oversized tool chest. Nate tapped the ladder. “What’s a coffin lock?” “Special latch,” said Roger. “Use ‘em when you want to have a low-profile connection you can undo real easy.” “They use them in theaters to hold sections of the deck together,” added Clive. He held up a small silver rectangle for Roger to see and then lobbed it underhand up alongside the ladder. Roger snagged it in mid-air. “The deck?” asked Tim. “The stage floor,” Clive explained. “It’s called a deck.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Veek looked up the ladder. “Not for me,” she said. “I’ve got a thing about heights.” Nate glanced at her. “I thought you had a thing about bugs.” “I’ve got more than one thing. It’s allowed.” “You were okay up in the loft,” said Debbie. “Because the loft is a nice big space with guard rails,” Veek said. “A ladder’s a flagpole with delusions of grandeur.”
― Peter Clines, 14

“Roger had a collapsible ladder in his truck. He unfolded it in Debbie and Clive’s apartment until it formed an A-frame eight feet tall. It stood against the wall near their loft. “What am I looking for?” Nate shrugged. “A hidden panel or switch or something,” he said. “Maybe something between the boards. Something that looks like it could be some type of control.” “So...something weird?” Nate smirked. “Yeah.” “Yeah. Getting sick of that word.”
― Peter Clines, 14