Gone Quotes

“was something nice about it, something serene. Instead of an organ, there was an old piano beside the altar, currently being played beautifully by a thin, red-haired middle-aged woman. “That’s Abigail, the parish secretary,” Seamus said. “Juliana and I better get going. She’s supposed to show us where everything is.” “I guess it’s OK,” I grumbled as I looked around at the blue-haired congregation. “Not too many gangbangers around.” “Exactly, Dad,” Juliana said, rolling her”
― James Patterson, Gone

“superheroes, free men and women who at the drop of a hat, or in this case a skyline, will stand up and sacrifice their lives to save someone else.”
― James Patterson, Gone

“The terrorists only proved what they feared the most about Americans. That among us live everyday”
― James Patterson, Gone

“Think about Nine-Eleven, Emily. Three hundred Spartans stood up against a million invaders at Thermopylae, right? Well, down in the valley of Lower Manhattan on Nine-Eleven, four hundred and three firefighters, cops, paramedics, and service members stared up into the face of six hundred million cubic pounds of unmoored steel and glass and concrete that hovered, burning and groaning and swaying, above them. Six hundred million cubic pounds!”
― James Patterson, Gone

“with us or die.”
― James Patterson, Gone

“The cartels’ brutally simple and efficient negotiating tactic was called plata o plomo on the street. Silver or lead. Take the money or a bullet. Do business”
― James Patterson, Gone

“high definition, waved the Mexican drug-cartel kingpin Manuel Perrine.”
― James Patterson, Gone

“And on the TV screen itself, in super”
― James Patterson, Gone

“Ray “The Psycho” Siconolfi.”
― James Patterson, Gone

“Standing there in the doorway with her was his capo and personal bodyguard,”
― James Patterson, Gone

“I immediately gave her my brightest smile. The on-again, off-again relationship I had with Mary Catherine had most definitely become on-again during our close-quarters California exile. She’d actually had to kill a cartel hit woman to protect the kids. We’d talked about it, cried about it. I don’t think I’d ever been closer to this incredible young woman. Or more attracted.”
― James Patterson, Gone

“Time to go home, Detective Bennett,” Mary Catherine said in her musical brogue as she suddenly broke my grip and playfully pushed me toward the door.”
― James Patterson, Gone

“She hopped back into the fed van with the rest of the agents. As they pulled away, I looked up to see Mary Catherine standing at the top of the stairs by the iron railing of the porch.”
― James Patterson, Gone

“The terrorists only proved what they feared the most about Americans. That among us live everyday superheroes, free men and women who at the drop of a hat, or in this case a skyline, will stand up and sacrifice their lives to save someone else.”
― James Patterson, Gone

“Think about Nine-Eleven, Emily. Three hundred Spartans stood up against a million invaders at Thermopylae, right? Well, down in the valley of Lower Manhattan on Nine-Eleven, four hundred and three firefighters, cops, paramedics, and service”
― James Patterson, Gone

“Agents Leo Piccini and Martha McCarthy, was new to me. They must have had orders to step on it, because after Martha dropped my overnight and duffel into the trunk of the Crown Vic, Leo dropped the hammer.”
― James Patterson, Gone

“Jorge was an up-and-comer in the cartel’s newest ally, Mara Salvatrucha, the brutal Hispanic gang otherwise known as MS-13.”
― James Patterson, Gone

“Remember, Michael Sean, she’d always say, it’s never the job you do but how hard you do it.”
― James Patterson, Gone

“The cartels’ brutally simple and efficient negotiating tactic was called plata o plomo on the street. Silver or lead. Take the money or a bullet. Do business with us or die.”
― James Patterson, Gone

“And on the TV screen itself, in super high definition, waved the Mexican drug-cartel kingpin Manuel Perrine.”
― James Patterson, Gone

“Standing there in the doorway with her was his capo and personal bodyguard, Ray “The Psycho” Siconolfi”
― James Patterson, Gone

“Michael Licata, recently appointed don of the Bonanno crime family, was covered in sweat and grunting like a Eurotrash tennis pro as he did his Tuesday kettle-bell workout.”
― James Patterson, Gone

“ways of scanning for radio signals.” She followed him as he ran into the gun room and spun”
― James Patterson, Gone

“Licata’s free hand clapped over his gaping mouth”
― James Patterson, Gone