To Speak for the Dead Quotes

“I stood there, 220 pounds of ex-football player, ex-public defender, ex-a-lot-of-things, leaning against the faded walnut rail of the witness stand, home to a million sweaty palms. "To Speak for the Dead" (The Jake Lassiter Series) http://tinyurl.com/69eua2t”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“I've never been disbarred, committed or convicted of moral turpitude, and the only time I was arrested, it was a case of mistaken identity...I didn't know the guy I hit was a cop.”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“There is no industrial smog in Miami. No steel mills, no oil refineries. Heavy industry is cocaine processing, and high technology is money laundering.”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“Losing is not agony, just the fulfillment of promised pain.”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“As Plautus said, lupus est homo homini. Man is a wolf to man. Inhumanity is often at its worst inside the family.”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“My mind is a warehouse of information like that, bushels of scrap paper filled with notes.”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“Granny said. “Only fellow my age I know still got lead in his pencil.”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“and”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“If they’re still sullen and whiny when they pass nineteen, they probably always will be. Another half century of bitching and moaning about bosses and wives and how the other guys got all the luck. “Riggs. Charlie Riggs.”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“fragile”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“Straining to appear judicial, he turned toward the jury box. “The jurors shall disregard the last… uh… colloquy between the witness and defense counsel.” Might as well ask the residents of Pompeii to ignore the volcano.”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“I’m not saying she’s dumb, but she thinks the Silicon Valley is the space between her tits.”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“The buzzards congregated around the courthouse and on the upper ledges of the Tuttle Financial Center, where for eighty dollars a square foot, the lawyers, accountants, and bankers expected a better view than bird shit two feet deep. Building management installed sonar devices that supposedly made unfriendly bird sounds. Instead of being frightened, the buzzards were turned on; they tried mating with the sonar boxes.”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“Floating below me were five-hundred-pound wallets with teeth.”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“My desk was covered with little white telephone messages. Office confetti. You think the universe comes to a halt when you are locked into your own little world, but it doesn’t. It goes on whether you’re in trial or at war or under the surgeon’s knife. Or dead.”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“I stored the information for later use. My mind is a warehouse of information like that, bushels of scrap paper filled with notes.”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead

“said. He started packing, dropping a cap and sunglasses”
― Paul Levine, To Speak for the Dead