Die Again Quotes

“Can you ever really know a person?”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“It's yet another thing that irritates me this morning, on top of the fact that I'm hungry. I didn't sleep well, and now the mosquitos have found me. Mosquitos always find me. Whenever I step outside , it's as if they can hear their dinner bell ring, and already I am slapping at my neck and face.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“The human mind was expert at filling in missing details and confidently turning them into facts, even if those facts were merely imagined.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“All those mounted heads in the living room,” said Jane. “And he ends up hanging, like some dead animal. I’d say we’ve got a theme going here.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“That’s what I imagined, a giant game park with comfortable lodges and roads. At a minimum, roads. According to the website, there’d be “bush camping” involved, but I pictured lovely big tents with showers and flush toilets. I didn’t think I’d be paying for the privilege of squatting in the bushes.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“Frost lurched away, gagging. The nude man hung upside down, his ankles bound with orange nylon cord. Like a pig carcass hanging in a slaughterhouse, his abdomen had been sliced open, the cavity stripped of all organs. Both arms”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“If indeed these various attacks in different States are linked, then we’re dealing with a set of highly complex ritual behaviors,” said Dr. Lawrence Zucker.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“It’s the crudest insult he could fling at me, yet I manage to remain calm because nothing he says can hurt me now. I simply don’t care. Instead I laugh. “You know, I’ve just realized something about you. You really are a bastard.” “At least I’m not the one who wants to fuck the bush guide.” “How do you know I haven’t already?” He flings himself onto his side, turning his back to me.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“But that’s what our ancestors did, Millie. This is where we all come from. Some part of you, some ancient memory deep in your brain, recognizes this continent as home.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“The bush makes you see your real place in the world,” says Johnny. “Here, you’re reminded of what you really are.” “Animals,” Elliot murmurs. Johnny nods. “Animals.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“She remembered a poster of “The Visible Woman” hanging in her high school health class, revealing the organs in their anatomical positions. Ugly or beautiful, every woman is merely a package of organs”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“She’d earlier heard of Jane’s reputation, muttered by the male cops: Bitch. Ballbuster. Always on the rag. The woman who strode onto the crime scene that day had certainly been blunt, focused, and relentless. She was also one of the best detectives Maura had ever encountered.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“Could anyone truly trust a cat?”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“Вот если бы жизнь была похожа на математическую формулу с одним-единственным ответом!”
― Тесс Герритсен, Die Again

“ya mutlu olmayı seçeceksin ya da mutsuzluğu. Başka kimse senin adına karar veremez.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“Hayata karşı hiç bitmeyen memnuniyetsizliği yüzünden internette sürekli daha iyi bir daire, daha iyi bir tatil mekanı, hatta belki de daha iyi bir kız arkadaş arayıp duran Richard.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“The bush is not merely a holiday destination; it’s where you learn how insignificant you truly are.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“I find a package of spaghetti, and I remember seeing bacon and eggs and a block of Parmesan cheese in the refrigerator. I’ll make spaghetti carbonara, the perfect”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“But that doesn’t explain the apparently random killing of women and children. No, there was something else behind it, the same thing that’s inspired ritual murder cults around the world. Vast numbers of people have been sacrificed for a variety of beliefs. Whether you kill to terrify your enemies or to appease gods like Zeus or Kali, it all gets down to one thing: power.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“He’s here to take revenge. A third shot thunders and I dart toward the blackness of the bush, am almost to the perimeter wire when I stumble over something and go down on my knees. I feel warm flesh, long tangled hair. And blood. One of the blondes. Instantly I’m back on my feet, fleeing blindly into the night. Hear bells clang as my boot snags the perimeter wire. The next bullet comes so close I can hear it whistle past.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“How did Elliot die? You said it happened six years ago.” “Yeah, the kid got it in his fool head to go to Africa. He wanted to see the animals before they got wiped out by hunters like me. Interpol says he met a couple of girls in Cape Town, and the three of them flew off to Botswana for a safari.” “And what happened?” O’Brien drained his whiskey glass and looked at her. “They were never seen again.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“But she couldn’t shake off her annoyance at her dad, at her brothers, at Father Donnelly, at every man who presumed to tell a woman what her duty was.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“He had a son, but he died some years ago, on a foreign trip. His ex-wife’s dead, too, and I’ve never seen any woman there.” Nora shook her head. “It’s an awful thing to think about. Dead for four days and no one even notices. That’s how unconnected he seemed to be.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“including four mice posed with tiny china cups, seated around a miniature table. A Mad Hatter’s grotesque tea party.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“Now they were probably telling one another: Yeah, I knew something wasn’t right. Everyone’s brilliant in retrospect.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“Richard subtly slipped in the fact that he is thriller writer Richard Renwick, creator of MI5 hero Jackman Tripp. Unfortunately none of them had ever heard of Richard or his hero, which led to a prickly first day on safari. But now he’s back in form, doing what he does best: charming his audience. Laying it on too thick, I think. Far too thick. But if I complain about it later, I know exactly what he’ll say. It’s what writers have to do, Millie. We have to be sociable and bring in new readers.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“I look at the others seated around the campfire. Mr. and Mrs. Matsunaga are diligently reviewing the day’s photos on his camera. Vivian and Sylvia lounge in their low-cut tank tops, oozing pheromones that make poor, awkward Elliot grovel for attention as usual. Are you gals chilly? Can I get your sweaters?”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“This is the way modern men do battle, not with spear and sword, but with credit cards. My platinum beats your gold. Poor Elliot with his unisex Minolta is left in the dust,”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“Meat comes from the supermarket, where it’s wrapped in plastic. No guts involved.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again

“This is the way modern men do battle, not with spear and sword, but with credit cards.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Die Again