The Nowhere Man Quotes

“Next time, he thinks. The two best words in the English language.”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“Look at me closely. Ask yourself: Do I look scared?”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“People talk about starting over,’ he said. ‘But you can’t start over. All you can do is change direction.”
― Gregg Andrew Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“To destroy something you cannot be is to embrace your darkest heart, to yield to an ungodly desire. It is to be hijacked by what you aren’t rather than nourished by what you are.

Because what you are is nothing.”
― Gregg Andrew Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“If you don’t know what to do, do nothing.”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“For as long as I can remember, I’ve been out in the cold, nose up to the glass, looking in. I may not get to come inside, Jack. But I’m sure as hell not gonna let the wolves in at everyone else. No. That’s one thing I’m good for.”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“If you have to ask for respect, you’re not gonna get it.”
― Gregg Andrew Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“be one thing at a time, one thing and one thing only.”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“His training had consisted of learning a little bit about everything from people who knew everything about something.”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“To destroy something you cannot be is to embrace your darkest heart, to yield to an ungodly desire. It is to be hijacked by what you aren’t rather than nourished by what you are. Because what you are is nothing.”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“learning a little bit about everything from people who knew everything about something”
― Gregg Andrew Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“One day after school, Addison’s blue eyes peer out from beneath his scraggly bangs and pick her and only her. That night she touches up her eyeliner, sheds the flat-front Dickies with the worn knees, checks the lighting. This choice, this moment, is going to be a portal to a Whole New Her. But after she uploads the selfie, nothing magical happens. Staring at the image she has released into the world, she feels an unease begin to gnaw at her. She decides to stop after the one photo. But Addison needs more; they’ve been requested from a buyer in Serbia. In a ganja haze, he catches her in the alley outside her family’s one-bedroom apartment. When his low-rent hipster charms fail him, he tells her what she’d better do. Big-shotting in the Crenshaw night, he lets fly that he works for someone who will hurt her and her family if she turns off the tap.”
― Gregg Andrew Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“From Contrell the links go to all sorts of men with unorthodox tastes. Austrian industrialists. Sheikhs. Three brothers in Detroit with a padlocked metal shed. Online they can peruse the merchandise discreetly and, if need be, ask for more product information—different photographic angles, specific poses. They make their selections. Given immigration confusion, gang influence, and splintered family trees, disappearances aren’t rare when you’re dealing with broke ethnic girls. They’re a renewable resource. Hector Contrell comes in the black of night, and another girl vanishes off the streets and wakes up in a stupor in Islamabad or Birmingham or São Paulo. Some of the girls are kept. Some are designated for onetime use.”
― Gregg Andrew Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“He hangs out near campuses at lunch, after classes, his skateboard rat-a-tat-tatting across sidewalk cracks just barely past school-ground limits. The girls cluster and giggle, and he chooses one to peel off the herd. He tells her to snap pictures. He tells her to get a secret Facebook account, one her parents don’t know about, and upload them there. He tells her that everyone does this in high school, and he’s mostly right, but not everyone is hooked into a scheme like this. He targets Title I schools, broke girls, easily impressed, looking for a dream, a romance, a way out. Girls whose parents lack the resources to do much if they disappear. The secret Facebook page links go to Hector Contrell. The genius of it is, the girls create the sales catalog themselves.”
― Gregg Andrew Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“I don’t like limits. Being told what is possible. By man or nature. Just like you.” “No,” Evan said. “You want to be everything. I want to be one thing well.”
― Gregg Andrew Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“the”
― Gregg Andrew Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“The last ounce of what he had to give was the ounce that had saved his life.”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“he didn’t drink to numb his senses. He drank to try to cleanse himself from the inside out. He pressed”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“What had he hoped for back then? What kind of future had he dreamed of when he’d stared up at the lightning-fork crack in the ceiling?”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“No one cares. If you don’t exist, then it doesn’t matter, right? Evan”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“as long as he could remember, loneliness had been his companion.”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“Remember, the hard part isn’t killing,” he says, not for the first time, or the fiftieth. “The hard part is staying human.”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“It is the feeling of being given a place in the world. 11 No Longer the Same Place Evan came to lying flat on his chest, his mouth open against the floorboards.”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“I've never been out four days.”
"You’ve never been dead before.”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man

“I’ve never been out four days.
You’ve never been dead before.”
― Gregg Hurwitz, The Nowhere Man