Karin Slaughter Quotes

You are my child. I am your mother. Helen sounded resolute. I won’t apologize for doing my job.

Eighteen years ago, Lydia had told her that the problem with Paul Scott was that he didn’t see Claire as a normal, imperfect human being. He was blind to her faults. He covered her missteps. He would...

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Every place always has somebody who doesn’t fit in. That’s what makes them fit in.

Georgia had beaten Auburn last night. The town was sleeping off the win.

So. Penelope slapped her hands on her thighs as she turned back to Lydia. I was wondering if you could help me out. Oka-a-ay. Lydia drew out the word to convey her great trepidation. This was how Pene...

Your mother was not surprised to hear me say this. This was a time when the pendulum of hope still swung back and forth between us, so that some days she took to her bed with sorrow and some days she...

When somebody dies, you forget they're an asshole.

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The thing about having a bad reputation is that folks will believe just about anything people say about you.

Helen didn’t hold back. I told your father that Paul was like a hermit crab. They’re scavengers. They don’t have the ability to make their own shells, so they cast around until they find abandoned she...

He said that children always have different parents, even in the same family.

I wil tell you something very important: there is value in forgiveness.

I can’t— Lena repeated. I can’t do it. I can’t live without him.Sara gently pulled her hand away from Jared’s. She smoothed down the sheet, tucked it in close around his side. She looked at Lena—reall...

Yeah, I can imagine with the funeral and all, this is the last thing you want to be dealing with right now. Like I said, my condolences. Mayhew took his own deep breath, his far more raspy. We’ve got...

What a rapist takes from a woman is her future. The person she is going to become, who she is supposed to be, is gone. In many ways , it's worse than murder, because he has killed that potential perso...

He felt about as useless as a one-legged man in a butt-kicking contest

It wasn’t enough for Julia to be taken away from the family. All the good things about her had to be taken away, too.

It was like she was standing on the beach in the middle of a hurricane.

She spent the next hour dividing her time between the phone and the computer; scaring the ever-loving shit out of herself while waiting on hold by investiGoogling type 2 diabetes on her laptop. She fo...