Drawing Dead Quotes

“Gambling wasn't even about the money, was it? Not the action, not the bells, not the adrenaline, those were just add-ons. It was about the luck . . . the jouissance of gambling, it was pure, goddamned luck. The high holiest of holies.”
― Kendric Neal, Drawing Dead

“If I get all that money back in the accounts and then swear it off entirely, she'll forgive me. It felt good to repeat it, besides they'd just had an amazing weekend, she still had the hots for him, she still loved him passionately. Lingering underneath that thought, though, was the other one. You're playing with fire, you're playing with fire, (see above. Repeat endlessly . . . ) The idea that Hope would forgive him when she'd given him an ultimatum so absolute was laughable. She'd follow through on her word, alright, even if she regretted it, even if she laid awake at night the rest of her life wishing she hadn't, even if IT KILLED HER, she'd still do it. That was his Hope.”
― Kendric Neal, Drawing Dead

“Crossing the line, that's what the Highway Patrol woman said. Neely was on a gurney, his injuries deemed non-life-threatening, she was taking her initial report, just pad and pencil, he was surprised they still used those. She'd made her observations based on the skid marks and the impact. The young guy in the Jeep spun round, crossed the line, straight into the path of what remained of a tree that had stood since the days of Columbus. God's wrath . . . ? Mother Nature's fury . . . ? But had it been meant for one of her native sons or a heretic like Neely? Checking scores while unscrupulous lumber companies took cowardly bites of ancient forbidden forests—turning history into fast food wrappers as poor boys from the tribe died gruesome deaths—a proud people devolving into alcoholism and dissolution while white men chased straights on their sacred burial grounds?”
― Kendric Neal, Drawing Dead

“Neely Thomas was used to losing. Compulsive gamblers learn how to handle it—his kids' college funds depleted, an ultimatum from his wife, his life near bottom—he was ready to unravel. But then a moment's inattention—checking the football scores instead of keeping his eyes on the road—and a traffic accident leaves an innocent boy dead. Now suddenly Neely can't stop winning. The punishment for his crime? How bad could this be? A winning streak so relentless it won't end until his lies are exposed and he's lost everything he loves.”
― Kendric Neal, Drawing Dead

“If you want to ruin someone's life, give them free money.”
― Kendric Neal, Drawing Dead