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Laird Barron QUOTES

101 " His eyes were quick, albeit in a different sense than most people understand the word. They were quick in the sense that a straight line is quick, no waste, no second-guessing, thorough and methodical. "

― Laird Barron , The Imago Sequence and Other Stories

102 " You don’t need a mallet to take me apart. Let me stew in my own misery. Let me drown in what-ifs and maybes. "

― Laird Barron , Blood Standard (Isaiah Coleridge, #1)

103 " Tonight, I was a prisoner: drugged, stripped, tortured, and well on the way to becoming a corpse. I intended to face my approaching doom with a smidgen of equanimity. Fortune and ruin, life and death, all the important things, are balanced upon the razor’s edge. "

― Laird Barron , Blood Standard (Isaiah Coleridge, #1)

104 " The girl was bright and possessed a wry wit. Definitely not a prized combination in anyone under thirty. "

― Laird Barron , The Beautiful Thing That Awaits Us All

105 " The mantra of Millennial anxiety: Mass Hysteria. Mass Hypnosis. Mass Production. Mass Transit. Mass Murder. Mass Media. Massacre. Mass Exodus. Mass Extinction. "

― Laird Barron , The Imago Sequence and Other Stories

106 " Whatever else is true of a man, if he makes an offer, he's usually in a bind. "

― Laird Barron , Black Mountain (Isaiah Coleridge #2)

107 " She can’t decide whether to call the cops or hide the body, roll the rental car into a ditch somewhere and torch it. "

― Laird Barron , Swift to Chase

108 " The farm is saved, hurrah!” Jade said without enthusiasm. She looked me over, pursing her lips at my sallow complexion and gimpy leg. Her expression made me thankful I wasn’t an injured horse. They scowled at my shaggy hair and thickening beard; nor were they pleased by my leather jacket, slacks, and scuffed Doc Martens. Tinhorn, city slicker, ne’er-do-well, is what my Big & Tall duds said about me. How much did they know of my background? No telling what lies Mr. Apollo had fed them, no telling what manner of bargain he’d struck. "

― Laird Barron , Blood Standard (Isaiah Coleridge, #1)

109 " Ah, and do try to exercise prudence in the friends you choose to invite to the farm.” “She means ixnay on a parade of whores coming and going from your shack,” Virgil said. “I wish,” I said. "

― Laird Barron , Blood Standard (Isaiah Coleridge, #1)

110 " A station wagon pulled into the yard and a cadaverous man in a plaid jacket emerged. Virgil introduced him as Norman Coates, manager of the Hawk Mountain Farm. "

― Laird Barron , Blood Standard (Isaiah Coleridge, #1)

111 " Next I met Lionel Robard, the farm’s other full-time employee. He proved an acerbic towheaded man a few years younger than myself. Lean and weathered and handsome like a guy who should’ve made it onto the silver screen but never did. Definitely an ex-soldier. Something in the flick of his cold glance, how he appraised me without seeming to, hinted at Special Forces. He was pitching hay when we came across him. "

― Laird Barron , Blood Standard (Isaiah Coleridge, #1)

112 " They would, according to his experience of their traditions, suspect he was a demon, or demon-inhabited. Considering the volume of alcohol saturating his liver, that ancient gateway of spirits, of course they were at least somewhat correct. "

― Laird Barron , The Croning

113 " I think he’s talking to you, Lionel,” I said, sotto voce. "

― Laird Barron , Blood Standard (Isaiah Coleridge, #1)

114 " Wild child,” Jade said. I’d figured as much. The 13 tattooed on her calf was a declaration of sovereignty or a cry for attention. It required twelve jurors and one judge to send an original G to the pen. Everybody knows that, though; real criminals and aspiring delinquents alike. She’d forgotten the ½, which meant “half a chance.” It didn’t mean anything except I should keep one eye open and my hand on my wallet. "

― Laird Barron , Blood Standard (Isaiah Coleridge, #1)

115 " When it was over and they were driving back into the hills, Luther, both hands locked on the wheel, asked what Don thought of the esteemed representatives of the people. After his grandson muttered whatever answer, Luther nodded without removing his eyes from the road and said, There is not enough rope on this wobbling ball of shit to hang those bastards. The conversation ended there. "

― Laird Barron , The Croning

116 " Small-business taxes can be a bitch around here. Before you jump, call that number.” “I’m not feeling froggy.” That might’ve been a lie. What was I if I wasn’t in the life? A man possessed of my temperament doesn’t hang up his guns and pitch hay forever. He gets buried with bandoliers across his chest. "

― Laird Barron , Blood Standard (Isaiah Coleridge, #1)

117 " Mr. Apollo removed his hat and set it in his lap. Bald as a turkey vulture, pale blue eyes, a trim silver beard; a Confederate general in his dotage. "

― Laird Barron , Blood Standard (Isaiah Coleridge, #1)

118 " There aren’t any coincidences, Mrs. Walker,” I said. “Only cycles and patterns.” “Buddhist?” “A superstitious cynic. "

― Laird Barron , Blood Standard (Isaiah Coleridge, #1)

119 " Animals understand that life is death. This is not a conscious fact, rather a fact imprinted upon every colliding cell. "

― Laird Barron , The Imago Sequence and Other Stories