Top 100 Blake Crouch Quotes
#1. Among them Senator Blake Crouch (D-Colo.), who last year became the first gifted member of the US Senate.
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#2. Blake Crouch, Chicago's deputy chief, and says, "I don't know." Crouch resembles a mole, with a long, sharp nose and tiny black eyes.
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#3. Abby," Lawrence said, "do exactly what I say, right when I say, no matter how crazy it sounds.
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#4. My life is great. It's just not exceptional. And there was a time when it could have been." "You killed your ambition, didn't you?" "It died of natural causes. Of neglect.
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#5. Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they aren't after you.
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#6. Pope smiled. "You're thinking all wrong, boy. There's no such thing as law or government inside this room. It's just you and me. I am the one and only authority in your little world, whose borders are these walls. I could kill you right now if I wanted to.
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#7. at least there was another human being to share the weight of this crushing knowledge.
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#8. never saw our friends or family. We were forced to marry." "That didn't turn out so bad," she said. Bob held his tongue as he drove through the heart of the curve.
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#9. A millennium without air or light pollution made for pitch-black skies. The stars didn't just appear anymore. They exploded. Diamonds on black velvet. You couldn't tear your eyes away.
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#10. I cannot separate the man you are now from the boy you were then, and it's killing me.
I wanted everything for you, son.
I still do.
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#11. She studied the document. "Looks like a bunch of legalese." "Pretty much." "You wanna give me the CliffsNotes since I didn't go to law school?
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#12. You'd like for me to show you?" "What do you think?" "All right, Ethan. All right. But I have to warn you ... I'm going to ask for something in return.
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#14. It begins to go so fast," Fitch said. "What?" "Time. You cling to every second. Savor everything. Wish you'd lived all your days like this. Excuse me.
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#15. A soldier shoved him forward, said, "Stand right there and don't fucking move." "Why?" "We have to inspect you." "For what?" "Shut the fuck up.
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#17. We're all just wandering through the tundra of our existence, assigning value to worthlessness, when all that we love and hate, all we believe in and fight for and kill for and die for is as meaningless as images projected onto Plexiglass.
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#18. How did one carry on in the face of such knowledge?
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#19. What might have been and what has been Point to one end, which is always present. Footfalls echo in the memory Down the passage which we did not take Towards the door we never opened. - T. S. Eliot, "Burnt Norton
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#22. Kate stood next to Ethan with a shotgun of her
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#24. The idea of Wayward Pines was always more important to him than the people who called that town home, and I'm sorry to say, it was more important than any of you.
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#25. Almost fifteen months he's been gone, and every day I wake up, I still don't believe this is really happening.
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#26. He also carried that whiff of unearned arrogance that seems to cling to those who crave authority for the sheer sake of power.
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#28. She loved at light-speed. No hesitation. No regrets. No conditions. No reservations. While he hoarded his chips and held a part of himself back, she went all in. Every time.
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#29. If you look out at nature, you find that as you tend to see suspended animation, you tend to see immortality. - MARK ROTH, PHD (CELL BIOLOGIST)
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#30. The day wears on. The light fades. It snows harder with each passing hour. Up and down Main, Christmas lights wink on.
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#31. YESTERDAY IS HISTORY. TOMORROW IS A MYSTERY. TODAY IS A GIFT. THAT'S WHY IT'S CALLED THE PRESENT. WORK HARD, BE HAPPY, AND ENJOY YOUR LIFE IN WAYWARD PINES!
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#32. A tenet of stoicism advises to live according to your nature. If you try to be something you aren't, you'll self-destruct.
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#33. At this point, I'm not even sure what to be afraid of - this reality that might actually be true, or the possibility that everything is going to pieces inside my head. I
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#35. He watched its heart beating. He watched it blinking. "You are one ugly motherfucker.
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#36. Better to start off with the glad hand than a middle finger.
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#37. There are no rights anymore. No laws. Just force and fear.
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#38. There was simply nothing in his experience that even compared with the thrill of killing to protect his family. In this moment, it was the purpose of his existence. He felt, possibly for the first time in his life, like a fucking man.
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#39. But I'll tell you what I do wish. Wish we could live twice, take a different path each time. That at the end of all this, when I finished serving God in the West, I could go back to that day on the beach, put a ring on Eleanor's finger instead.
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#40. I have good intentions, but ... But what? But all the time I fail. I hurt the ones I love.
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#41. Will I keep fighting to be the man I think I am? Or will I disown him and everything he loves, and step into the skin of the person this world would like for me to be?
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#42. When you were a child, I didn't tell you about the evil in the world, all that lay in wait.
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#43. Her smile reminded Theresa of a movie star smile - toothy and wide, and if you stared too hard at it, not quite real.
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#44. Children's laughter - carefree, giddy, maniacal - filled the woods. A nightmare version of some game from his youth.
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#45. They say all art - whether books, music, or visual - is a reaction to other art,
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#46. onto his side and pushed up into a sitting position, tucking his head between his knees. Sensed the instability of the world long before he opened his eyes, like its axis had been cut loose to teeter. His first deep breath
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#47. was a quiet flight, Ethan's attention divided between staring out his window and glancing back through
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#49. He'd been filling up his Suburban - a feat that required a small business loan at current prices - and had missed Shanna's call.
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#50. This is hell - the absolute loss borne from all those slivers of perfection that passed unnoticed, unrelished. In true dark, there is no gauging of time.
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#51. Whole Foods smells like the hippie I dated before Daniela - a tincture of fresh produce, ground coffee, and essential oils. The
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#53. The search for meaning was the cornerstone of human disquiet
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#54. If you strip away all the trappings of personality and lifestyle, what are the core components that make me me?
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#55. That's not the way the human heart works. I can't just amputate what I feel.
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#56. Never assume you know where someone else is coming from.
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#57. If there are infinite worlds, how do I find the one that is uniquely, specifically mine?
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#58. A question repeated in the back of Theresa's mind as she washed the purple stains from her hands. How did they finally break you?
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#59. Knew she didn't need another thing for the rest of her life except to be with him. There was such a peace that accompanied that knowledge.
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#60. Which is all to say maybe it's just being alive at a baseball game on a fall day in the heart of her city.
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#61. Are you with them?" he whispered again. "With who?" Abigail asked. "The men in masks. There were - Get back!" he yelled and Abigail saw the machine pistol shift to her father.
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#62. Even as those five words cross my mind, I'm not exactly certain what they mean, or how to begin to consider their full weight. So I say it again. I try it on. See how it fits. This is not my world. -
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#63. You in one piece?" he asked. His pack lay open in the snow and he was cinching the last strap of a crampon onto his boot.
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#64. The people I bring out of suspension to populate my town won't have Facebook or iPhones, iPads, Twitter, next-day delivery. They'll interact like our species used to. Face-to-face. And
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#65. Life's short. Don't be mad. It's a waste of time.
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#66. always puts me in mind of that F. Scott Fitzgerald line: Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall. The
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#67. But after absolute loss, it still continues." "What?" "You. Consciousness. There is life after hope, you know.
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#68. Like the first day of any new thing, it has been a long one, and he's glad to see it end.
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#69. There is a part of me that never left that room in Fallujah that smelled like rancid blood.
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#70. But sometimes, like tonight, she feels plugged in to the raw emotion of it all, a closed circuit, and if she doesn't keep it at arm's length, it still has the power to break her.
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#71. So we all embark wondering what lies over the horizon, what's around the next bend. And isn't that, in the end, what drives us?
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#72. If you let fear take hold, if you let it own you, your life ceases to be your own.
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#73. It was easier to accept what could not be changed than to risk everything and seek out the unknown.
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#74. The most dangerous adversary you'll ever face is an opponent who's skilled with a knife. Avoid these confrontations at all costs.
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#75. Ethan didn't miss those things. Didn't wish that his son was growing up in a world where people stared at screens all day. Where communication had devolved into the tapping of tiny letters and humanity lived by and large for the endorphin kick from the ping of a received text or a new e-mail.
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#76. The cabins scattered across the lower slopes lie buried to their chimneys, and with not a one of them smoking, the air smells too clean.
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#77. I hate clowns!" "That's not a real clown," another boy said. "That's just some guy dressed up like a clown!
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#78. Her therapist, Christian, would tell her to challenge the thought to use. To stop, take a moment, and analyze the error in it.
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#79. He dismounts his albino steed, the horse's pinked nostrils flaring, dirty mane matted with ice.
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#80. Shit. He was going to need a bigger gun. Not a problem.
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#81. Inside, the air-conditioning was set to blizzard.
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#82. When your world falls apart, cling to the familiar.
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#85. If he did this to you, he would have rationalized it somehow. That's how decent people justify bad behavior. In
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#86. Randall inwardly raged about the stupidity of the building designers to not have included another way out of the office, then immediately decided that architects did not typically have "homicidal monster infestation" on their list of situations that required safety precautions.
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#87. And the hair on his arms stood erect and some primal siren sounded in his brain, but mistaking terror for adrenaline, he walked down into the darkness because he'd never felt more alive.
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#88. Are we standing in a physical location?" "I think it's a manifestation of the mind as it attempts to visually explain something our brains haven't evolved to comprehend.
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#89. All your life you're told you're unique. An individual. That no one on the planet is just like you. It's humanity's anthem.
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#91. He watched the stars go dark as the sun breathed fire into the sky, and when it finally cleared the ridge on the far side of the river, he bathed in the rays of gorgeous warmth streaming into his alcove and toasting the frozen stone.
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#92. The box isn't all that different from life. If you go in with fear, fear is what you'll find.
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#93. On my own, the ordinariness of the moment is almost too much to stand. I glance around the restaurant, taking in the faces of the waiters, the customers. Two dozen noisy conversations mixing into a kind of meaningless roar. I think, What if you people knew what I knew? -
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#94. Both, in their own way, thinking, This is hell - the absolute loss borne from all those slivers of perfection that passed unnoticed, unrelished. In
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#95. I've seen so many versions of you. With me. Without me. Artist. Teacher. Graphic designer. But it's all, in the end, just life. We see it macro, like one big story, but when you're in it, it's all just day-to-day, right? And isn't that what you have to make your peace with?
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#96. I'm looking for a grain of sand on an infinite beach.
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#97. Since the Industrial Revolution, we've treated our world like it was a hotel room and we were rock stars.
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#98. You've killed a hundred and thirty people, and you're getting squeamish at sticking your finger up a girl's ass? Some people pay to do it.
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#99. Perhaps once he had been a good clown. A noble clown. But he'd stolen Randall's chainsaw, and had to die.
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#100. It was nothing more than a beautiful prison, run by a psychopath.
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