Blake Crouch Quotes

Their density and depth, like they bore some great burden beyond the intake of the present.

Town, and the mule skinner knows that something is wrong. Two miles south stands Bartholomew Packer’s mine, the Godsend, a twenty-stamp mill that should be filling this box canyon with the

We numb our minds to sleep on all manner of screens and HD entertainment, the meaning of life, of our existence and purpose, becomes lost.

A sword and a shotgun lay across brackets in the wall, the rhinestones that covered them glittering under the overhanging lightbulb. Ethan startled.

A terrifying spin on the Prisoner’s Dilemma that asks, Is it possible to outthink yourself?

And in that moment, he no longer regarded the residents of Abandon and the thousand other mining camps scattered like bacteria through the West as people of ambition and courage. They were a cold, dir...

And maybe I can let go of the sting and resentment of the path not taken, because the path not taken isn't just the inverse of who I am. It's an infinitely branching system that represents all the per...

And stayed down, but his two friends were closing in—they’d be here in ten seconds—and behind them, a block back, that army of flashlights moved like a herd of cattle up the street, the sound of numer...

And still, he was here. And by virtue of that fact, or rather because of it, this place wasn’t perfect. His experience, there was darkness everywhere human beings gathered. The way of the world. Perfe...

But I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you. There are times I hated myself for it. Because I felt weak. When I wished I could’ve just hardened myself to you and walked away, but I could never do i...

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?

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.

By four o’clock in the morning they were tearing through a landscape that looked ready-made for missile testing. Scorched earth. Joyless mountains. No trees. Snakeskin country.

Could turn a phrase, slip in some subtext, make the reader really care.   Desert Places will give you nightmares. But it will also move you in ways you didn’t expect.   How much do I admire his work?...

Day’ll come, when he’s grown and it’s too late, that you’d give a kingdom to go back and spend a single hour with your son as a boy. To hold him. Read a book to him.

Don’t you think about all you lost though? Isn’t it thrown in your face here? Of course. Every day. But after absolute loss, it still continues. What? You. Consciousness. There is life after hope, you...

Every moment, every breath, contains a choice. But life is imperfect. We make the wrong choices. So we end up living in a state of perpetual regret, and is there anything worse? I built something that...

Eyes you can fall into and keep falling.

Greetings. There is a body buried on your property, covered in your blood. The unfortunate young lady’s name is Rita Jones. You’ve seen this missing school-teacher’s face on the news, I’m sure. In her...

Greetings. There is a body buried on your property, covered in your blood. The unfortunate young lady’s name is Rita Jones.