Dark Sacred Night Quotes

“For every noble movement or advancement in the human endeavor across time, there were always betrayers who set everything a step back.”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“Murder was murder, and Ballard knew that every case deserved the full attention and effort of the police department. But Ballard was always struck by the murder of a woman. Most times the cases she reviewed and worked were exceedingly violent. Most times the killers were men. There was something deeply affecting about that. Something unfair that went beyond the general unfairness of death at the hands of another. She wondered how men would live if they knew that in every moment of their lives, their size and nature made them vulnerable to the opposite sex.”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“What happens when you eat too much alphabet soup?” “What?” “You have a vowel movement.”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“But when Bosch opened the files as part of his cold-case review, he took a different approach. He had always operated according to the axiom that everybody counts in this world or nobody counts. This belief dictated that he must give each case and each victim his best effort.”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“I don’t remember what it stood for,” Ballard said. “I was on patrol in Pacific Division and I remember filling out the forms on the MDC. Geographic something or other.” “Geographic Reporting and Safety Program,” Bosch said. “The guys down in the ASS Office really worked some OT on it.” “Ass Office?” “The Acronym Selection Section. You never heard of it? They got about ten guys down there full-time.”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“King retired about five years ago and moved to East Bumfuck, Idaho—somewhere out in the woods with no phone and no internet. He went completely off the grid. She”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“Okay, Harry. We can work cases. But we bend the rules. We don’t break them.”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“There was something deeply affecting about that. Something unfair that went beyond the general unfairness of death at the hands of another. She wondered how men would live if they knew that in every moment of their lives, their size and nature made them vulnerable to the opposite sex.”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“property”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“not”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“said.”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“interacted”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“coated”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“Yaro,”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“made him late to the funeral. He carried”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“She keyed the mic. “I’m not in detectives. Hold my ‘boyfriend’ there. I’ll come get him.” “Roger that.” “Hey, L-T. We have a PO on Hollywood roster”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“flashers on. Moving to the back of the car, she popped the trunk to get to her crime scene kit. It was Monday morning, her first shift of a week running solo, and Ballard knew she would need to get at least one more wear out of her suit and possibly two. That meant not fouling it with the stink of decomp. At the trunk she slipped off her jacket, folded it carefully, and placed it in one of the empty cardboard evidence boxes. She removed her crime scene coveralls from a plastic bag and pulled them on over her boots, slacks, and blouse. She zipped them up”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“Through it all he was haunted by only one thing. His daughter. Not having had final words with her. Not being able to watch her prosper as an adult. It tore him up to think that he would never see or speak to her again. Guilt overtook him as he acknowledged that he had squandered the past several months as Maddie’s father trying to save a woman who didn’t want to be saved. In the darkest hours before dawn, hot tears of regret had rolled down his cheeks.”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“convinced was a mark left by the killer. It was a circle two inches in diameter on the upper right hip. Within the circle was a crossword with the letters A-S-P arranged horizontally and vertically with the S in common. The letters of the crossword were backwards on the victim’s body, indicating that they read correctly on the device or tool used to make the mark. The circle around the crossword appeared to be a snake eating itself but the blurring of the bruising in the tissue made this impossible to confirm.”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“Department administrators decided that it would be for the good of all involved to separate Ballard and Lieutenant Robert Olivas. He stayed put in RHD and Ballard was moved out, the message to her clear. Olivas got by unscathed, while she went from an elite unit to a posting no one ever applied or volunteered for, a slot normally reserved for the department’s freaks and fuckups.”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“The details made no difference either way to Bosch, because he considered her death a murder. It was a nine-year-old murder, and whoever had taken Daisy had also taken Elizabeth. Never mind that the killer had never met or even seen Elizabeth. He took everything that mattered away from her. He had killed her just as plainly as he had killed her daughter. Two for the price of one.”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“Where do we start?” she asked. “I don’t know. Just call me when it’s time. I’ll be around.”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night

“Neither spoke, neither made a sound except for the deep exhalation of breath. First he felt her hips shudder, and soon after he desperately reached up and pulled her down into an embrace as his own body created that one moment that takes all other moments away—all fear, all sadness—and leaves just joy. Just hope. Sometimes love.”
― Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night