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Hench (Hench, #1) Hench by Natalie Zina Walschots
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“Self-deprecation has splash damage.”
Natalie Zina Walschots, Hench
“Fear accompanies the possibility of death. Calm shepherds its certainty.”
Natalie Zina Walschots, Hench
“To seek vengeance and power instead of cowering when the world punishes you. That’s what they think evil is, do they not?”
Natalie Zina Walschots, Hench
“Anna, we’re the bad guys.” “That doesn’t mean we’re inconsiderate dicks.”
Natalie Zina Walschots, Hench
“But even if the label on your own feelings doesn't matter, wouldn't you want to know how you felt about you?

He pulled me off an operating table and rebuilt my brain. He killed people to get to me. What more could I possible need to know?”
Natalie Zina Walschots, Hench
tags: love
“No one wants to be a real hero; it’s too hard. My husband didn’t give a damn whether the work I was doing was noble as long as it appeared to be. When I killed someone then - something I did a lot more than I do now - it was for the greater good. It was such bullshit.”
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“Supercollider had a great deal in common with a diamond: aesthetically tacky; value artificially ascribed by corporate greed; cultural significance vastly overinflated; and incredibly hard to damage.”
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“I wondered what it must be like to be so mediocre and so confident that the same time.”
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“If these tough-ass motherfuckers had any idea how much we take care of their dumb feelings, eh?”
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“When you aim for the core, relationships close ranks. Even if someone knows what you're saying is true, they'll flagrantly deny it. They'll deny it harder exactly because it's true. Then the armor goes up and the daggers come out and you will find yourself facing a united front.”
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“He shook his head. “This is more honest.” “Henching never struck me as honest work.” He pointed a thick finger at me. “More honest than anything out there. I used to play at being a hero too, just not with a fucking cape. We were supposed to be noble, but we were just as cruel, corrupt, and selfish as anyone else. You just have to hide it, pretend everyone’s doing good.” “With henching, you know where you stand,” I allowed. “Exactly. You own the cruelty, the scheming; it’s all on the surface. No one wants to be a real hero; it’s too hard. My husband didn’t give a damn whether the work I was doing was noble as long as it appeared to be. When I killed someone then—something I did a lot more than I do now—it was for the greater good. It was such bullshit. So the second the pretense was gone, so was he. I didn’t need that.”
Natalie Zina Walschots, Hench
“No one wants to be a real hero; it’s too hard. My husband didn’t give a damn whether the work I was doing was noble as long as it appeared to be. When I killed someone then—something I did a lot more than I do now—it was for the greater good. It was such bullshit.”
Natalie Zina Walschots, Hench
“Did none of you watch Farscape? I'm disappointed." They stopped talking to me after that.”
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“Doc Proton told me”
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“I would cut every cable, knock down every beam, tear out every bit of foundation supporting him. I would rip the world down around him. It’s everything surrounding him that makes him a hero, so I would take everything he touches and relies on away. With all that gone, if you met him alone on an empty plain, what would be left?”
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“good things are often extraordinarily stressful, especially in the short-term.”
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“You know why they can’t get to our loved ones?” Keller asked. “Because they’d never stoop to it?” I answered. “Because we don’t have any.”
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“superheroes, for all their good PR, were terrible for the world. They were islands of plastic choking the oceans, a global disaster in slow motion. They weren’t worth the cost of their capes; whatever good they did was wiped out many times over by the harm.”
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“Y'ar," he said sadly.”
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“Somewhere in the depths of my brain, in a panic, I had run some numbers, and this was the scenario it produced.”
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“It was a good week before I realized that Greg had changed my email signature from “Anna Tromedlov” to “The Auditor.” It stuck.”
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“Behind the desk, watching the screen wall intently, stood Leviathan. His stance had a courtly formality to it that was also wrong somehow, eerie and reptilian.”
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“I’d been going over in my head which of the villains might have decided to grant me this audience.”
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“WHEN THE TEMP AGENCY CALLED, I WAS STRUGGLING TO MAKE the math work. In one window, I was logged in to my checking account; in the other, I was whittling down my grocery delivery shopping cart into something that would fit into the sliver of overdraft I had available. I kept dragging different configurations of noodles and vegetables in and out of the cart, grimly trying to ward off scurvy until one of several outstanding invoices was paid.”
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