Sahara Quotes

“the desert nomads in air-fighting”
― Clive Cussler, Sahara

“This guy is the spitting image of Lincoln," Giordino remarked conversationally.
"That IS Abraham Lincoln," came Perlmutter's subdued voice from the doorway. He slowly sank to the deck, his back against the bulkhead, like a whale settling to the seabed. His eyes were locked on the corpse in the rocking chair as if hypnotically fixed.
Pitt stared at Perlmutter with concern and obvious skepticism. "For a renowned historian, you've taken a wrong turn, haven't you?"
Giordino knelt beside Perlmutter and offered him a drink from a water bottle. "The heat must be getting to you, big buddy."
Perlmutter waved away the water. "God oh God, I couldn't bring myself to believe it. But Lincoln's Secretary of War, Edwin McMasters Stanton, DID reveal the truth in his secret papers."
"What truth?" asked Pitt, curious.
He hesitated, and then his voice came almost in a whisper. "Lincoln was not shot by John Wilkes Booth at Ford's Theatre. That is him sitting in that rocking chair.”
― Clive Cussler, Sahara

“You wouldn't happen to have some of that good Aussie beer with you by chance?"
"You like our beer?"
"I keep a case of Castlemaine from Brisbane on hand for special occasions."
"We don't have any Castlemaine, but I can offer you a bottle of Fosters."
"I'd be much obliged.”
― Clive Cussler, Sahara

“Giordino: I've been wanting to say this, but you look vaguely familiar.
The Kid: Can't imagine why. I don't recall meeting up with you fellas before.
Giordino: Would I offend you if I asked you your real name?
The Kid: Not at all, I don't take offense easily. It's an odd name. Never used it much. It's Clive Cussler.
Giordino: You're right, it is an odd name.”
― Clive Cussler, Sahara

“I knew it. We've expired and gone to Disneyland.”
― Clive Cussler, Sahara