Quotes from Karin Slaughter

No one understood striving for second place. It was un-American. "She just wanted peace

Cash was like sex. You didn't talk about it unless you weren't getting enough of it.

She had to start making decisions rather than having life make decisions for her.

Neither of them minded because it didn't really matter. Gamma was an aggressively terrible cook. She resented recipes. She was openly hostile toward spices. Like a feral cat, she instinctively bristled against any domestication

these were the qualities that painted young men as smart and ambitious and young women as trouble.

studying Lydia. "Are you really sure you want to see it?" For the first time, Lydia felt real trepidation about the movies.

Sperm is high in fat and protein, which takes time for the digestive system to process.

eighty percent of the population was categorized as secretors, meaning their blood type showed up in body fluids like saliva and semen. If Emma Campano was a secretor, they could easily tell her blood type by testing the urine.

LEARN HOW TO TAKE OUT THE TRASH OR I WILL KILL YOU. LOVE MOM.

if you lie with enough conviction, you can usually fool yourself.

Families are complicated. People put up with a lot of shit because of blood.

You sure? Sure as two fists can be.

She called him Bartleby, after the well-known scrivener: "pallidly neat, pitiably respectable, incurably forlorn." I likened him more to some form of rat terrier: arrogant.

He was headstrong, and stupid, and handsome, which gave him cover for a hell of a lot of the mistakes he continually made-the same mistakes, over and over again, because why try new ones when the old ones worked so well in his favour?

Not realizing until exactly 3:12 this morning, that the reason toy box smelled like rotten fruit roll ups is because Emma was hiding all her fruit roll ups in the bottom. Toddler are such fucking assholes.

chairs were padded. The tables looked clean. There were napkin dispensers on the tables instead of rolls of cheap

Love doesn't keep you in a constant state of turmoil. It gives you peace.

Dementia was nothing if not a stroll through the many skeletons lining the family closet.

you can't have a logical discussion with someone who makes up their own facts.

In Abigail's experience, women certainly loved their mothers, but there was always some kind of thing that lived between them. Envy? History? Hate? This thing, whatever it was, made girls gravitate toward their fathers. For his part, Hoyt Bentley had relished spoiling his only child. Beatrice, Abigail's mother, had resented the lost attention. Beautiful women did not like competition, even if it was from their own daughters.

It's good you have a grave to visit." Ginny stared out the window with a pleasant smile on her face. There was no telling where her mind was. "When your father died, I remember standing at his grave and thinking, This is the place where I can leave my grief.

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

I hate rape cases. You don't throw a murder case to a jury and they ask, 'Well, was the guy really murdered or is he lying because he wants the attention? And what was he doing in that part of town? And why was he drinking? And what about all those murderers he dated before?

None of it mattered because justice was blind except when it came to the color green.