The Hunted Quotes

“You see there's madness, but it's not a concrete thing, you know? However you express it. But a grudge... That's something you can put into form and shape. That's something you can be sure of. You know you remember stuff and it just... twists you... up?”
― P.R. Black, The Hunted

“And this was what happened with friends, she mused. Your shared history becomes a burden. Your antic tales become an embarrassment. The old you, the one you don't like any more, makes a reappearance, like a butterfly regressing back into a puffy, slothful grub. You're reminded of things you'd rather forget. Your teenage triumphs become a scourge. And the friends remember every utterance you made, every error of judgement, every inch you moved out of line during your most sensitive, awkward, ignorant years”
― P.R. Black, The Hunted

“There was an almost rapt expression on Deb's face, nothing to do with the act she was recalling, merely the act of recalling it. What was the truth in these stories, really? When the telling of the tale becomes an act in itself?”
― P.R. Black, The Hunted

“The sly look on her face that usually foretold some malicious comment was now a constant on her flushed face, her rounded corners and soft edges puffy and bloated. She never was a good drunk, Leah thought”
― P.R. Black, The Hunted

“There are all sorts of psychological issues that can't be diagnosed, or cured. Lack of sympathy and empathy are part of that”
― P.R. Black, The Hunted

“She gazed at the jagged black mountains towering over the forecourt of the petrol station, and thought: It looks like they're jostling each other to be the first to squash me”
― P.R. Black, The Hunted