Bad Blood Quotes

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― L.T. Vargus, Bad Blood

“And the machine felt nothing. As far as it was concerned, the whole world was a math problem. A formula pitting revenue vs. costs. It plugged the numbers in for the variables and went with the cost-effective plan. If it were more profitable to dump toxic sludge into the ground and pay the EPA fines later, so be it. If it were a better deal to spend $3 million to lobby congress so they could bend the law in the company’s favor, the machine paid up. If it cost too much to recall the faulty accelerators, it left them and settled with the families of the dead out of court. The costs to the environment, the human costs, these things did not compute, did not matter. Just the raw dollars, please, the only things that possessed real value in our society. This was business. This was America.”
― L.T. Vargus, Bad Blood

“These callous tenets existed elsewhere in business, but they mostly stayed out of sight. Unspoken. In sweatshops making Nikes and iPhones, in the child and slave labor force responsible for most of the world’s cocoa production, in police and military action that served business interests above all, it could clearly be seen that profits mattered more than lives, more than people. Only the organized crime sector seemed transparent about this, took it into their own hands, owned it.”
― L.T. Vargus, Bad Blood

“All over the country, people seemed to matter less these days. Have less value. They were just another global commodity for the businesses to use, to grind up, to abandon.”
― L.T. Vargus, Bad Blood

“Sometimes you won, but sometimes you lost. And losing some of the time made winning feel that much better.”
― L.T. Vargus, Bad Blood

“But what mattered most in a relationship was a lot simpler than these things. It came down to a kind of chemistry that defied language, a kind of connection that was beyond the realm of ambition or values or physicality or any of the typical power struggles couples got tangled up in. Something that just happened organically. Something you couldn’t manufacture or will into being, no matter how many Dr. Phil books you read. Something animal and spiritual at the same time.”
― L.T. Vargus, Bad Blood

“Not too many people in life made Jaworski feel small in any way, but Carlo’s shoulders were almost twice as wide as those of the 6’6”, 240-pound hitman in the driver’s seat. Jaworski’s eyes flicked to the rearview mirror to confirm this fact. Carlo’s hulking figure filled half the back seat, the yellow light glinting in the rear windshield to light his round head from the back. He was a big slab of muscle wrapped in a layer of smooth fat and mostly hairless flesh. In a strange way, he looked like a baby, Jaworski thought, his skin folding funny at his wrists like a newborn. A gigantic, serial killing baby.”
― L.T. Vargus, Bad Blood

“And losing some of the time made winning feel that much better.”
― L.T. Vargus, Bad Blood