Dance of Death (novel) Quotes
American novels, Thriller novels
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“January 28th? My God, that's just one week away.”
“If I had died, I would had ruined everything for Diogenes.”
“"I later learned of the count's curious death. Was that you?"
"Sure was."”
“Normally I despise luck, but at the moment I find myself in singular need of it.”
“It's foolish for me to continue to hope. More than six weeks have passed without a word.”
“Graduate students were so low on the museum's totem pole that they were simply invisible.”
“The Pendergast bloodline has been tainted for centuries. There but for the grace of God go you and I, Ambergris.”
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“The chief of the Great Kiva Society didn't own the masks to begin with. They weren't his. They belonged to the entire tribe.”
“What else goes into the ragu, Nonna? If there was any response from the choir invisible, D'Agosta couldn't hear it.”
“And I still can't believe you're taking a leave of absence to hunt for this brother of Pendergast's, based on a letter and a hunch.”
“The new one who came on a few weeks ago. He's the surliest guy I've ever met. What kind of doorman won't even open the door for you?”
“Aloysius comes to visit me here every now and then. When he needs advice. He's such a good boy. Attentive to his elders. Not like the other one.”
“But no, it wasn't possible. He knew in his heart that Pendergast was dead.”
“Oh, shit. This was no limerick. The son of a bitch went on for page after page.”
“I do believe it's time for that mint julep, Ambergris. John! Three mint juleps, well chilled, if you please. Use the icehouse ice, it's much sweeter.”
“"As an FBI agent, though, he must be pretty hard to get the jump on."
"He's one of the best field agents in the Bureau. I fear that would deter Diogenes not at all."”
“These deaths, and the manner in which they were staged, were Diogenes's way of attracting my attention. Perhaps now, Vincent, you can understand why Diogenes needs me alive.”
“Now the place looked like a war zone. The sink was overflowing with soiled pots. Half a dozen empty cans lay in and around the waste basket, dribbling out remnants of tomato sauce and olive oil.”
“When I look at you, I see a bag filled with blood, bones, viscera, and meat, held in by the most fragile and vulnerable covering, so easily punctured, so facilely ripped or torn. I have to admit, I was looking forward to it.”