Play Dead Quotes

“Words are real. Even if you can't see them, or hold them. Once you send them out in the world, they have power. Never speak words you don't mean.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“I said I was sorry.” “Words are real. Even if you can’t see them, or hold them. Once you send them out in the world, they have power. Never speak words you don’t mean.” Gould”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“She’s not only merely dead—she’s really most sincerely dead.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“Words are real. Even if you can’t see them, or hold them. Once you send them out in the world, they have power. Never speak words you don’t mean.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“He could really fool the shit out of himself. A guy had to be careful about creating his own reality. Because you could get lost in it, so lost that it was hard to get back to the real world.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“Never let anybody else in on your secret or it won’t be a secret anymore.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“Silence was better than telling lies or speaking words that meant nothing.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“Everybody had problems. Everybody was a little wacko.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“Some people believe objects take energy from their owners,” Elise said once she’d paid and grabbed the noisy plastic bag. “And when they absorb so much, they begin giving it back.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“Amazon Lily.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“But death was like that. An interruption of a work in progress.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“getting Elise’s attention. “TTX is one of nature’s strangest molecules and one of the deadliest poisons on earth,” he read. “Gram for gram, it is ten thousand times more lethal than cyanide. A few short minutes after exposure, it paralyzes its victims, leaving the brain fully aware of what is happening.” He fell silent while continuing to read to himself. A few minutes later he let out a loud, derisive snort. “Guess Lacey wasn’t so far off after all. It says here that tetrodotoxin is one of the ingredients used to make zombies.” Elise thought about that for a moment. “Makes sense.” He swiveled around to face her, hands braced behind his head. “I suppose you’re going to tell me you believe in zombies.” “Zombies exist.” He dropped his hands, physically portraying his frustration. “Are you insane? Is everybody in this town insane?” “You’ve seen too many B movies. Have”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“As he always said, what doesn’t kill you makes you bitter.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“they were married and she immediately joined him at George Mason University in Fairfax, Virginia. And”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“Getting off drugs cold turkey—no”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“James LaRue wormed his hand through the T-shirts and underwear in his top dresser drawer until his fingers made contact with a box the size of a cigarette pack. It was said that the underwear drawer was one of the first places burglars looked when robbing you. If they found James’ stash, they would most likely think it cocaine, snort a little, and be dead within a minute.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“With her back to the porcelain sink, Elise put her coffee mug down on the blue-tiled countertop and gave him a determined smile he suspected was to head off any protests he might be inclined to make. Because honestly, she looked like hell. Not hell in a bad way. More of a Virginia Woolf way.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“In movies, dying people always whispered the killer’s name. That wasn’t right, Flora now realized. Because in that last minute you’ve already moved on. You suddenly understand that the world is just a bunch of silly people doing silly things…”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“Run. Forget. The rhythmic slap of his jogging shoes gradually lulled him. Relaxed him. Soothed him. Put him in a trance. How far could he go? Into tomorrow. And the next day. And the next.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“evil doesn’t need a reason to exist.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“The past is never dead. It’s not even past.”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead

“Some things I need to deal with, that’s all.” “Such as…?” She wanted to keep the moment of frankness and camaraderie going. “Nothing I want to talk about.” Slam. Oh, forget it. If she was from Venus, Gould was from a planet in a galaxy that hadn’t yet been discovered. “I need food,” she announced with a conscious effort to change the subject. She was only thirty-one, but lately she’d noticed her brain didn’t function as well on an empty stomach. “Swing by a drive-through on the way back to Police Headquarters,”
― Anne Frasier, Play Dead