Borderlands Quotes

“You’re a surly, misanthropic git, aren’t you, Ryan?” she said, rhetorically. “I have no idea why I like you so much.”
― L.J. Ross, Borderlands

“Atta girl,” MacKenzie said. When Samantha stepped back into the room, she found the two women engrossed in the movie, their faces entirely too placid to be trusted. “What did I miss?” “Hugh Grant dancing,” MacKenzie replied, and left it at that.”
― L.J. Ross, Borderlands

“Love Actually”
― L.J. Ross, Borderlands

“ask the next, highly personal question on his mind. Sensing his indecision, Ryan smiled and took pity on him. “Not yet,” he said. “What?” “The answer to your question is, ‘not yet’,” Ryan repeated. “Anna and I are looking forward to being parents, one day, but there isn’t any mad rush. Also—” He hesitated, unsure whether to discuss matters that were so close to the heart. Then again, Frank was more than just his sergeant, or his friend. He was family. “The fact is, Frank, we’re not sure whether Anna will be able to have children.” Phillips put a hand on his friend’s arm in silent support. “I’m sorry, lad,” he said quietly. “It was insensitive of me to ask. I never thought—” “No, neither did we,” Ryan said, and his lips twisted. “Keep your fingers crossed for us.” “Fingers, eyes and toes,” Frank promised. Ryan nodded, and let out the breath he’d been holding. “Right, shall we get this over with?” “Howay then,” Phillips said, reaching for the door. “Age before beauty.” * * * Margaret Bruce had the hollow-eyed look of a woman who hadn’t slept in four years. When she answered the door, she looked between the two detectives and clutched a hand to her throat. They knew, Ryan thought. Mothers always knew, long before he said the words “Mrs Bruce?” “Stuart!” she called out to her husband, who’d been sitting reading a paper in the living room.”
― L.J. Ross, Borderlands

“being a soldier isn’t all that different from being a doctor, or a nurse…even a teacher. You’ve got the capacity to kill people”
― L.J. Ross, Borderlands

“Don’t—don’t hurt him,” the soldier said, barely holding back tears. “Please.” “We ain’t gonna hurt him, mate. We’ll take him to the vet, how’s that?” The soldier looked away. “I don’t have the money to pay.”
― L.J. Ross, Borderlands

“the Watch, not if he couldn’t fire a gun or follow a basic command anymore. And so, he’d come home. They told him there were groups for men like him; places he could go, people he could talk to. He’d joined the waiting list for some of them. And waited. And waited. In the meantime, he’d drank on Friday and Saturday nights with his old civvie friends, who told him stories about being estate agents and mortgage brokers.”
― L.J. Ross, Borderlands