Death Angel Quotes

“She had no sense of time, of what day it was, or anything beyond the bed she was on and the unceasing battle she fought with the Great Bitch of Pain.
The nurses talked to her, too, explaining over and over what had happened to her, what they were doing, why they were doing it. She didn‟t care, so long as they delivered the drugs that kept the Great Bitch at bay. Of course, there came a time—way too soon, by her way of thinking— when her surgeon ordered a decrease in the drugs. He wasn‟t the one in agony, with his sternum cut in two, so what did he care? He was the one wielding the saw and scalpel, not the one on the receiving end. She had only a vague idea which of her visitors was the surgeon, but as her mind began clearing she memorized some particularly salty things she wanted to say to him. Okay, so he'd had to cut her sternum in half, but cutting her drugs in half? Bastard.”
― Linda Howard, Death Angel

“He didn't believe in miracles. If he'd had any philosophy in life in ran along the lines of the classic shit happens. Usually it was bad shit, sometimes it was good shit, but it was always random shit. You lived your life, & when the run was ended, that was it. Nothing.”
― Linda Howard, Death Angel

“Orgasms, for her, had been what she faked with a man and provided herself when she was alone,”
― Linda Howard, Death Angel

“This life wasn't all there was; there was more, much more, and when people spoke of death as "passing" they were exactly right, because the spirit passed on to that other level of existence. Knowing that was the most comforting thing she could imagine.”
― Linda Howard, Death Angel

“Sometimes there was a difference between the law and justice, and sometimes justice had to step outside the law. The proof of that, he thought just before he fell asleep, was that he didn’t work for the Department of Law; he worked for the Department of Justice…and Justice had been served.”
― Linda Howard, Death Angel

“What modesty she’d had was quickly abused; a hospital wasn’t the place for privacy, of any kind.”
― Linda Howard, Death Angel

“she’d been”
― Linda Howard, Death Angel

“match, which he’d”
― Linda Howard, Death Angel

“unknown man’s face. Until now, they hadn’t found”
― Linda Howard, Death Angel

“She had learned never to look back, never to give fate a second chance to kick her in the teeth.”
― Linda Howard, Death Angel

“She was holding her breath, waiting to start living.”
― Linda Howard, Death Angel