Rough Country Quotes

“Oh yeah, I heard you got born again.' she said. 'Which you needed since they fucked up the first time.”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“So she made no secret about being gay?"
"Why should she?" the little old lady asked. "Nobody would care but a bunch of stuffy old men.”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“She doesn't love you. She loves herself. I mean, you're not going to be able to compete with that.”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“Women don’t learn any of that: when they fight, they’ll rip the gizzard out of anyone who gets in the way.”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“Virgil held intricate unconventional beliefs, not necessarily Christian, but not necessarily un-Christian, either, derived from his years of studying nature, and his earlier years, his childhood years, with the Bible. God, he suspected, might not be a steady-state consciousness, omnipotent, omnipresent, timeless. God might be like a wave front, moving into an unknowable future; human souls might be like neurons, cells of God’s own intelligence. . . . Far out, dude; pass the joint. Whatever”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“Virgil held intricate unconventional beliefs, not necessarily Christian, but not necessarily un-Christian, either, derived from his years of studying nature, and his earlier years, his childhood years, with the Bible. God, he suspected, might not be a steady-state consciousness, omnipotent, omnipresent, timeless. God might be like a wave front, moving into an unknowable future; human souls might be like neurons, cells of God’s own intelligence. . . . Far out, dude; pass the joint. Whatever God was, Virgil seriously doubted that he worried too much about profanity, sex, or even death. He left the world alone, people alone, each to work out a separate destiny. And he stranded people like Virgil, who wonder about the unseen world, but were trapped in their own animal passions, and operated out of moralities that almost certainly weren’t God’s own, if, indeed, he had one. Virgil further worried that he was a guy who simply wanted to eat his cake, and have it, too—his philosophy, as a born-again once pointed out to him, pretty much allowed him to carry on as he wished, like your average godless commie. He got to “godless commie” and went to sleep. And worried in his sleep. FIVE HOURS LATER, his cell phone went off, and he sat bolt upright, fumbled around for it, found it in his jeans pocket, on the floor at the foot of the bed.”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“Virgil held intricate unconventional beliefs, not necessarily Christian, but not necessarily un-Christian, either, derived from his years of studying nature, and his earlier years, his childhood years, with the Bible. God, he suspected, might not be a steady-state consciousness, omnipotent, omnipresent, timeless. God might be like a wave front, moving into an unknowable future; human souls might be like neurons, cells of God’s own intelligence. . . . Far out, dude; pass the joint. Whatever God was, Virgil seriously doubted that he worried too much about profanity, sex, or even death. He left the world alone, people alone, each to work out a separate destiny. And he stranded people like Virgil, who wonder about the unseen world, but were trapped in their own animal passions, and operated out of moralities that almost certainly weren’t God’s own, if, indeed, he had one.”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“I've been working downtown for ten years and I've never been hit on by a college girl," Sedlacek said, looking after her. "What have you got that I don't?"
"Good looks, personality...cowboy boots."
"Fuck me," Sedlacek said. "I've been trying to get by on intelligence."
"Well, there you go," Virgil said.”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“dogs. Too big, too expensive. So Slibe had a prairie-dog shooter. Very likely a .223, but a”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“A wise man -- a cop named Capslock -- once observed that he'd never seen a murder with a large sum of money attached to it, in which the money wasn't important.

On the other hand, Virgil hadn't ever seen a murder that involved an intense sexuality in which sexuality wasn't involved.”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“Make tender and awkward sexual advances, not war. ~ t-shirt”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“Pee on these plants, and you will be shot;
Survivors will be shot again.”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“emotional state, or need for respite?”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“Like Ward Cleaver finding out that June had”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“How come you don’t have a gun?” she asked, through her open car door. “Aren’t cops required to carry guns? I read that somewhere.” “In my experience, bad things can happen if you carry a handgun,” Virgil said. “For one thing, it causes your shoulder to slope in the direction of the pocket you carry it in. Over the years, that could cause spinal problems.”
― John Sandford, Rough Country

“major country-western nightclub, one”
― John Sandford, Rough Country