Lightning Strike Quotes

“He knew there was no magic to wipe clean the slate of memory. You just learned how to move on.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“and the smoke from the fire rose straight up toward the arc of the heavens, which was sugared with stars.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“I comfort myself with something Henry once told me. He said we all stumble in the dark, but that's why the Great Mystery gave us voices, so that we can call out, seeking others in the dark. And we were given hands so that we can reach out to help one another. Alone, the darkness swallows us. But together, we help each other through. So, when things seem bleakest, I tell myself to soldier on. I try to remind myself to call out. I do my best to be ready to offer a hand.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“But intentions could be like cloud animals in the sky, so clear for a while, then shifting, then fading, then gone.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“intentions could be like cloud animals in the sky, so clear for a while, then shifting, then fading, then gone.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“Every heart wants to find peace. In the end, that is the place the Creator takes us.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“Sometimes I wish things would never change.” “That is like trying to stop the dawn,” Meloux said. “Better, I think, to open yourself to what each new day offers.” “What if it offers only pain, Henry?” Cork’s father said. “In my experience, pain is never the only offering. What we receive depends on what we open our hearts to.” “We’re only human, Henry,” Cork’s father said.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“What’s menudo?” Cork asked. “A delicious dish,” Jorge’s mother said. “So aromatic, so tasty.” Jorge whispered, “It’s tripe soup.” “Tripe?” Cork said. “Cow’s guts,” Jorge said.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“MacDermid.” Cork’s mother and Grandma Dilsey sat at the kitchen table, each with a cup of coffee, and spread out between them on the tabletop was a jumble of photographs. “Your grandfather,” Grandma Dilsey said when Cork looked over her shoulder. He was a man Cork had never known. Handsome and smiling, he stood with a much younger version of Cork’s grandmother in front of a small white clapboard building, the one-room schoolhouse on the rez where Grandma Dilsey had taught and which had been enlarged to become the community center. Patrick “Paddy” O’Connor had been superintendent in the Tamarack County School District then. He’d died”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“He was thinking about what his father had said, how the quiet of the morning was something he had almost entirely to himself, something he would come to appreciate. It was true. On the streets of Aurora in that early hour, he was almost always alone. Sometimes lights were on in a room, usually a kitchen, or on rare occasions, a car might drift past, but he and Jackson owned the sidewalks and the morning was his.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“the”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“close behind him and listened in on their conversation.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“but those words that help to armor every child against the indifference of the world were never spoken. Liam”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“aster”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“As the light relinquished its hold on the day, Cork, for the first time, joined in smoking from the sacred pipe.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“And in that moment, he was profoundly grateful for his marriage and all that had come to him because of it.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“he’d listened to Joe complain that standing behind a counter with a mortar and pestle and doling out cough syrup all day was like a living death. What he wanted was action, to feel alive. What he wanted, had wanted since he was a kid, was to be a cop.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“Cork thought his father should do as Meloux had advised and listen more often to his heart, because it was a good one.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“What I always do, and what she expects. Wind Song cologne and bath powder.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“Maybe because of the trouble it got him into in the past, he’d learned to stay home when he was drunk. I wish everyone who drank did that.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike

“But who sees the spiderweb in the night? So, we wait for the sun.”
― William Kent Krueger, Lightning Strike