Murder on the Christmas Express Quotes

“Us crones need to sit and stick together. Maidens think they know everything when they have learned nothing. Mothers aren’t much better. The crones, though. Crones know. That’s why people are so scared of us, try to keep us invisible. But that’s when we have the most power. They can’t stop us if they don’t see us. We slip through the net. We’re like ghosts through locked doors.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“«No, è colpa mia», disse Blake. «Tendo a sputare fatti quando non so cos'altro dire.»
«Non sei il solo. Il ventinove virgola tre percento delle persone fa come te», replicò Roz.
«Davvero?», disse Blake, raddrizzando un po' la schiena.
«No.»”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Fuori passavano in un lampo siepi e giardini e rettangoli di luce. In teoria sapeva che era lei a muoversi, ma l’impressione era diversa. Era la magia dei treni. Il mondo sembrava scivolarti accanto mentre tu stai fermo, e comunque, in qualche modo, arrivi sempre a destinazione. Se solo anche la vita fosse così.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Life's weird. we just don't know what's going to happen”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Some people who have been abused feel they don't deserve to get help.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“We are a collective… there is strength when we're together”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Even the wind died down and the snow eased off as if in respect for death”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“The 'too sensitive' defence, used about skin and people by those that broke them”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“It felt to Roz like crime scenes had their own gravity, as if the air was more heavy upon them”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“And as she was getting older people noticed her less and less. She was being erased by age”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Few people think when they kill, They may apply reasons to it afterwards, but that is where reason doesn't mean logic.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Never read the comments, she reminded herself - wisdom rarely lay below the waist of people or articles.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“I'm excited and terrified at the same time. They're the same emotion. Just on different sides of the same cube.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Google, as ever, provided many conflicting answers. That was why people liked deities - at least they gave you definitives.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Bearing it doesn't mean not feeling pain. It means getting beyond it, in time. Adrenaline and love will see you through for now.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“He was a funny one all right. But you can't judge him for that. Everyone's funny in a way that's normal for them”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Funny time to have a snowball fight. But then everyone reacts differently to death. Maybe they were trying to revert to childhood.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Anyone who said that you could successfully juggle a vocation with parenthood had never tried juggling. Juggling was hard.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“It was always interesting what emerged in times of stress. That part of ourselves that stayed locked inside suddenly finds all the doors and windows are open.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“None of this meant anything necessarily. The police made even the innocent feel guilty. And sometimes it was the ones who didn't react that you had to watch.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“I just moved on as much as possible, Although when people say they've moved on, what they mean is they've packed up their baggage and taken it somewhere else.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Guilt. It ran through everyone who looked after children. And not just those. Guilt ran through a village and a society like a stream, and everyone drank from it. No one is innocent”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Grief caused a hole that you grew around. And not just grief; all loss was the same. Loss of adolescence when becoming a young mum. Loss of trust when abused.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Mountains, at least, were more knowable than people. Their dangers were clear. If you chose to climb them, then you bore the consequences”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Look, love, this is going to be hard for you, I know. Incredibly You now have two people to love but hearts are like mozzarella: warm them up and they'll stretch as far as they're needed”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Cheese was for life, not just for Christmas, but there was something particularly festive about a cheese board.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“The solstice, and therefore Christmas, is all about the death of light and the promise of it's return We have to look into the dark to see the light”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Christmas here was not like December in London, where you'd be lucky to catch a frost before Boxing Day. Christmases in the South were like affairs: damp, drizzly and, ultimately disappointing.”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“Winter festivals have always acknowledged death. It's about holding onto the light at the darkest times, a flickering hope that the long nights will shrink and, even though we can hardly imagine it now, dawn will come and so will sumer”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express

“I used to be in the police, I know the law. She also knew that the law and the people who enforced it were inadequate. It was partly why she'd had to resign. Too many victims not getting justice”
― Alexandra Benedict, Murder on the Christmas Express