Dead On My Feet Quotes

“When someone threatens me, I don’t threaten them back. Bad people don’t respond to threats. They respond to violence. The only time I point a gun at someone is when I’m going to shoot that person.”
― J.A. Konrath, Dead On My Feet

“Can you tell if men are sexist or not?” “I don’t know I’ve ever tried to. Am I sexist?” “No,” Pasha said. “I’d call you a feminist, but not an enlightened one.” “Which means?” I asked. Jack answered, “You believe women are equals, but you don’t understand us.”
― J.A. Konrath, Dead On My Feet

“The Flutesburg Village Hall looked like a low end McMansion, two floors, Tudor style, falling short of grand and landing squarely on tacky.”
― J.A. Konrath, Dead On My Feet

“I can be a hypocrite and still be right.”
― J.A. Konrath, Dead On My Feet

“When I still had hair, it was light brown or dark blond depending on the light, thick, and wavy to the point of curls. Wherever I went, women would compliment my hair. They told me how wonderful it would be if they had hair like that, rather than have to go to the hairdresser to get it styled all the time. I’d always hated my hair, because it never did what I wanted it to. The moral of the story, kids, is that everyone wants the thing that they don’t have, and takes for granted the thing that they do. When I eyed my bald head in my rearview, I doubted I’d ever see that full, brown/blond, wavy set of curls again. Funny how you could miss something you never liked.”
― J.A. Konrath, Dead On My Feet

“The problem is that the people best suited to be in office never run for office. Like most politicians, LaBeck is a sociopathic grandiose narcissist. He craves power. He thinks he’s irresistible.”
― J.A. Konrath, Dead On My Feet

“We all grow up being told we’re special. That’s a lie, Pasha. We aren’t special. We’re all lumps of carbon that replicate and believe self-awareness makes us different. But at the end of the day, it’s all just survival of the fittest.”
― J.A. Konrath, Dead On My Feet

“The cardinal rule of abduction is; if someone wants to take you someplace to do terrible things to you, resist.”
― J.A. Konrath, Dead On My Feet

“I once held my existence dear With every breath a welcome chore But now my days are spent in fear Of when my days will be no more”
― J.A. Konrath, Dead On My Feet

“He wore a blazer, or more accurately, three XL blazers sewn together. I could fit my whole body into one of his pant legs. My tiny thirty-two caliber Seecamp in my boot heel wouldn’t do shit to this man. If I shot him, the bullets would wet themselves and run away, crying. I”
― J.A. Konrath, Dead On My Feet