The Beautiful Dead Quotes
The Beautiful Dead
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The Beautiful Dead Quotes
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“Then he stared down at the twinkling lights and sobbed, "All my stars fell out of the sky.”
― The Beautiful Dead
― The Beautiful Dead
“Death wants his Maiden”
― The Beautiful Dead
― The Beautiful Dead
“Apparently, men grew wiser with every grey hair, while women just grew invisible.”
― The Beautiful Dead
― The Beautiful Dead
“This was what the beautiful dead left behind when they moved out of the corporeal and into the hearts and minds of all humankind. This connection, this sense of sharing something wonderful, something beyond mere life, something that had endured and would endure.”
― The Beautiful Dead
― The Beautiful Dead
“Nothing sold like murder, and death was how she paid the mortgage.”
― The Beautiful Dead
― The Beautiful Dead
“She was standing where the artist had stood. Vincent Van Gogh had stood right here and watched these creamy-pink clouds roll in, watched these cypresses sway in the breeze, travelled every muddy inch of these furrows - first with his boots and then with his brush.
And then he had reached out and touched the sky.”
― The Beautiful Dead
And then he had reached out and touched the sky.”
― The Beautiful Dead
“She turned and almost bumped into Elvis Presley. He was 9 feet tall, and silver and black. All quiff and narrow hips, angled for danger and sex. No hint of the drugs or the fried peanut-butter-and banana sandwiches to come. Only his youth and beauty were captured here on this canvas, and standing in front of the painting made her feel somehow connected to Elvis.”
― The Beautiful Dead
― The Beautiful Dead
“was angry, but he was also hurt.”
― The Beautiful Dead
― The Beautiful Dead
“Ho, ho, ho. Merry Christmas, Nobody!”
― The Beautiful Dead
― The Beautiful Dead
“EVE DIDN’T SLEEP that night. Not even fitfully. It was shocking how long an hour could be, when your only companion was a young girl pin-wheeling into the path of a train, over and over like”
― The Beautiful Dead
― The Beautiful Dead
“crushingly alone. Alone at work, and alone at home.”
― The Beautiful Dead
― The Beautiful Dead
“She called Joe’s mobile three times, and it went to voicemail each time. She finally left a message, but he didn’t call her back.”
― The Beautiful Dead
― The Beautiful Dead
“So real she might cry.”
― The Beautiful Dead
― The Beautiful Dead
“To catch a killer, one must think like a killer”
― The Beautiful Dead
― The Beautiful Dead
“Nobody dies who leaves beauty behind.”
― The Beautiful Dead
― The Beautiful Dead
