Killing Season Quotes

“We fight. We die. We destroy each other and ourselves. Violence is in our nature,”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“A woman creates, and a man destroys. That is the duality of our kind,”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“There is a clarity upon waking in the morning that can not be matched by meditation, psychotropic drugs, or any alignment of the supposed chakras. It is a time when our right brain is given free rein to explore and expound after a night spent conjuring dreams.”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“Both doors wrenched out of their frames and flopped to the ground, rocking a little on their rounded exteriors like box turtles trapped on their backs.”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“Levi’s stomach grumbled, a rising pitch that sounded like it ended with a question mark.”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“The other bridesmaids cooed with joy when they stood to admire themselves in the mirror earlier that day. When Darger saw her reflection, all she could think was: Ice Capades.”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“His hands were blocks of ice gripping the rifle. Cold and moist and dumb. But he could feel the trigger, if only a little.”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“What’s the call number? “2-1-8-7.” He watched her fingers dance over the keyboard. Damn kids and their fancy typing skills. Loshak still did the majority of his typing with his two index fingers.”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“I sure would like to kiss you, Miss Darger.” “For fuck’s sake, Owen. If you’re going to kiss me, at least call me Violet.” He smiled. “There’s that mouth again.”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“It was tempting to stop, to dive headfirst into a cinnamon roll the size of a bowling ball, but she wanted to get her bags and meet up with Loshak as soon as possible.”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“The neighborhood reduced the risk, Levi felt, of anyone else in the vicinity packing a weapon. In the inner city, he'd probably run into some gang banger. Out in the sticks, it would be some NRA freak's dream come true to put him down. But here in the middle ground, in the suburbs, it was all sheep and no wolves. Or so it seemed.”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“Violet realized the opportunity to change out of the froofy dress was gone. She was stuck looking like a garnish of celery foam on the plate of some pretentious chef for the next seven hours, at least. Longer if she didn’t make her connecting flight in Minneapolis.”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“At this angle, she also couldn’t miss the dress. It was a short, empire waist number in pistachio green with wisps of chiffon that billowed about the skirt. The other bridesmaids cooed with joy when they stood to admire themselves in the mirror earlier that day. When Violet saw her reflection, all she could think was: Ice Capades.”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“Not having any room to curtsy in the confines of the car, she thanked him with her middle finger.”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“Rub-a-dub-dub. Mother Mary in the tub.”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season

“On an animal level, it was where they got food. Sustenance. Like a watering hole on the African plains”
― L.T. Vargus, Killing Season