Death and Croissants Quotes

“If only there was a way of pausing life, he thought. Just long enough to gather your thoughts, regroup and plan your next move.”
― Ian Moore, Death and Croissants

“I haven’t got a hat, I’m afraid. I don’t wear hats.’ She looked at him aghast, like he’d just admitted to a life of delinquency and opium addiction.”
― Ian Moore, Death and Croissants

“That really bloody hurt! What are they, Rosa Klebb shoes?’ ‘They are Jimmy Choo,’ Valérie responded, obviously thinking Rosa Klebb to be some high-end shoe brand, but not as high-end as the ones she was wearing.”
― Ian Moore, Death and Croissants

“That was the good news.’ Madame Tablier snorted. ‘One less room to clean tomorrow, and fifty euros in my pocket. If you think that’s bad news, you’ve had it too easy, my girl!”
― Ian Moore, Death and Croissants

“So this Vauchelles really isn’t far then?’ ‘It’s a fair way, twenty-five minutes I’d say. One of my sisters moved there, thirty years ago. Not seen her since.’ She made it sound like the Bermuda Triangle or a small village on a different continent, rather than actually in the same valley. ‘But why did you not see your sister since then?’ ‘What, go all the way to Vauchelles? I’m not Jacques Cousteau. Only gossipers have time for that, not us workers.”
― Ian Moore, Death and Croissants

“How old am I, do you think?’ Inside his head, his brain contorted roughly into something resembling Edvard Munch’s Scream portrait. ‘I’m not very good at ages,’ he said”
― Ian Moore, Death and Croissants

“He wanted to add that he was running a B&B not a prison camp and that frankly why a guest booked was absolutely none of his bloody business.”
― Ian Moore, Death and Croissants

“Was he a haemophiliac, your husband?’ Valérie sighed; there was a detachment in her voice, a disappointment that the short adventure had come to such a mundane end. ‘No. Communist till the day he died,’ was the proud response.”
― Ian Moore, Death and Croissants

“She tottered permanently on the edge of outrage, swore relentlessly in front of the guests, who she regarded en masse as an unnecessary, germ-infested, stain-creating evil and appeared, on the face of things, to hate the world so much that ‘Sweet death, take me now’ could have been the motto on her blemish-free apron instead of ‘Je place le bonheur au-dessous de tout’, roughly translated as ‘I place happiness above all else’, and surely bought in jest.”
― Ian Moore, Death and Croissants

“The trick was to look approachable, but disengaged. Attentive, but standoffish. That way nobody could accuse you of not serving their needs, but would hopefully think twice before actually asking for anything.”
― Ian Moore, Death and Croissants

“It wasn’t that Richard Ainsworth was in a bad mood necessarily, just that he found mornings difficult. Trying would be a better word. He found mornings trying, something to be endured before reaching the slightly less trying afternoons and evenings.”
― Ian Moore, Death and Croissants

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― Ian Moore, Death and Croissants

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― Ian Moore, Death and Croissants

“The backstage, as it were, of fast-food restaurants, in fact all restaurants, should never be seen by a layman. They are grim, untidy, desolate places that match their catering staff users for a lack of hope and happiness.”
― Ian Moore, Death and Croissants