The Last Voice You Hear Quotes

“grandmother’s footsteps.”
― Mick Herron, The Last Voice You Hear

“Chris had that earnest, left-leaning, actions-speak-louder air that worked on policemen the way salt works on wounds.”
― Mick Herron, The Last Voice You Hear

“Not my patch.” “Not far, though.” “Borders have to happen somewhere.”
― Mick Herron, The Last Voice You Hear

“At the library, the computer area was decorated with a mural made by pupils from a local primary school: it pictured a green field grazed by fat and stupid sheep; an image of the countryside designed by city children, who didn’t know much about it, but suspected it was rubbish”
― Mick Herron, The Last Voice You Hear

“She’d watched a bird once, frozen to a lawn, a cat hooked round it like a tarpaulin—one forepaw blocking its flight; the other stroking it gently, head to tail. If she hadn’t known what she was seeing, she might have taken it for tenderness.”
― Mick Herron, The Last Voice You Hear

“diaeresis.”
― Mick Herron, The Last Voice You Hear

“I think most conspiracy theories are invented by the government,” said Zoë. “To spread paranoia and uncertainty among the masses.”
― Mick Herron, The Last Voice You Hear

“There was this to be said for kindness to strangers: it didn’t take long for the strangers to put you off. You could be cured immediately, and never have to bother again.”
― Mick Herron, The Last Voice You Hear

“It was good to have friends, but it was also good when they lived miles away, and you never saw them.”
― Mick Herron, The Last Voice You Hear

“A person’s passing was best measured by the grief they left behind them. But their physical absence—their no longer being in the place they belonged to—was another means of weighing loss. This house waited like a bomb for Caroline Daniels. Without her it lacked point, like a photograph without a subject.”
― Mick Herron, The Last Voice You Hear

“But the main reason she didn’t believe in ghosts was that Joe wasn’t one, and he’d never been a man for a clean exit.”
― Mick Herron, The Last Voice You Hear

“The train passed a brick tower with a broken clock, its hands hanging at 6:30, or almost at 6:30; in fact at a dead version of 6:30, where the minute hand hid the hour at the parallax point; an inverted midnight.”
― Mick Herron, The Last Voice You Hear

“in fact at a dead version of 6:30, where the minute hand hid the hour at the parallax point; an inverted midnight.”
― Mick Herron, The Last Voice You Hear