Bullseye Quotes

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― James Patterson, Bullseye

“I was going to use this as a way to beg you not to go to New York,” his wife said, “but that would be useless. In fact, selfish. Our country needs you to go. The world does. Putin is a wolf. It’s time he learns what a sheepdog is all about. Somebody has to do it, and it’s you.”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“usually evokes images of sunshine and pastel-colored hotels and bikinis,” I said. “Yeah, well, welcome to Siberia by the sea,” Paul mumbled as he looked through his binocs. “Wait,” he said a moment later. “There’s a car slowing out in front. A BMW SUV.” Paul’s”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“Our elite leaders, of course, use only Ivy League sense, which has had all the seedy lowborn common sense bred out of it for years now.”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“I actually knew how it felt to helplessly watch a person you deeply love hover between life and death. How the inconsolable pain of it buries you to the point where the thought of your own death is actually a hope and a comfort.”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“People talked about his heroic accomplishments, but no one knew that every one of them had been because of her. She was the one who had fulfilled his potential. He had simply been lucky enough to have found someone to be a hero for.”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“DSS was the Diplomatic Security Service, I knew, the security and law enforcement service of the State Department. They were the guys who protected US ambassadors and embassies all around the world.”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“Tom Kask, the Secret Service team head, arrived. He was a big guy—six five, maybe—well dressed and lanky, with slicked silver hair and a cold, remote look on his face. If I had to judge a book by its cover, I’d say he looked like a big dumb jock bully.”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“Actually, it wasn’t so bad. It was a story about the newly inaugurated president, Jeremy Buckland.”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“They were his crew captains, fraternal twin brothers, Emilio and Pete Lopez, with whom he had grown up.”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“Dvorák’s Symphony no. 9 in E Minor, known as the New World Symphony, began playing in his headphones.”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“hooded”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“Matryoshkas,”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“The look on Matthew Leroux’s face when I left was terrible to behold. Having lost my own wife, Maeve, to cancer, I actually knew how it felt to helplessly watch a person you deeply love hover between life and death. How the inconsolable pain of it buries you to the point where the thought of your own death is actually a hope and a comfort.”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“Putin was shameless in his desire to put the old USSR back together, with the Ukraine as his first target. His invasion strategy was straight out of Hitler’s playbook: claim that because there were ethnic Russians in the Ukraine, Russia needed to support them by invading. Hitler had said the same thing about Czechoslovakia. And before he’d invaded, he, too, had staged false flag border attacks inside the German border, which was exactly what Putin’s newest maneuver was looking like.”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“As I sat pondering the continuing mystery, I realized that I’d actually been in this building and squad room before. It was in 2001, when I’d been in the NYPD’s ESU SWAT A team. We’d been assigned to assist the NYPD’s Dignitary Protection squad to protect George W. Bush when he came to New York three days after the Twin Towers fell on 9/ 11. I was actually right there among the firefighters and phone guys and welders in the crowd at the pile down at Ground Zero when he gave the famous bullhorn speech. It was a pretty unforgettable moment, the president standing on the pile of devastation, his rousing words lost after a moment in the overhead roar of the two F-16 fighter jets flying air cover around the perimeter of Manhattan.”
― James Patterson, Bullseye

“A little light show before they cut his cake once and for all, the bastards.”
― James Patterson, Bullseye