Quotes from Karin Slaughter

And now, when she looked in the mirror and saw a new line on her own face,a new wrinkle, all she could think was that she was growing old without him

Men can always reinvent themselves," Laura said. "For women, once you're a mother, you're always a mother.

but instead of apologizing, I said, 'It's your own fault for playing tennis.

Never kick a fresh turd on a hot day.

I'm not sure," Callie said. "As you know, cats choose not to talk because they're afraid we'll make them pay taxes.

I told him before all of this happened was that holding on to that kind of grudge was like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die.

How I compare it to now is, at this moment we are all living through, everyone on earth is experiencing a suspension of loss. Over half a million people dead in the United States alone. The number is too overwhelming to accept, so we go on with our lives and we do what we can but, in the end, the staggering loss will be waiting for us. It always catches up to you, doesn't it?

Dr. Monroe and I realized very gradually that drug addiction is a terminal disease. It is a cancer that eats families alive.

Will always assumed that when people insisted they weren't lying about a particular thing, that meant they were lying about something else.

My court-appointed therapist would say I was trying to fill a hole." "Is that what you call your vagina?" Claire chuckled under her breath.

Marriages were perplexing animals, always changing, sometimes gentle, sometimes vicious.

Dogs are stupid," Rusty said. "This is a known fact. But a cat—you have to earn a cat's respect every single day of your life. You lose it and—" He snapped his fingers. "That's what your mama was to me. She was my cat. She kept my compass pointing true north.

I miss anonymity. People have a right to disappear if they want to. It's a personal decision, isn't it? Everyone should have autonomy. We owe it to them as fellow human beings to support their decisions, even if we do not agree with them.

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

All the sneakiness her sister had exhibited as a child had been honed to adult perfection, so that Claire could be standing right in front of an oncoming train and still insist that everything was going to be fine.

Southern Cheap is, I'm gonna eat stale cookies while I serve you these fresh, warm buttered biscuits. Yankee Cheap is, I've got ten million dollars in the bank but I'm gonna cut off the thermostat during a blizzard and here's my great-great-grandpa's mothballed coat from the War of 1812 if you don't have the character and fortitude to generate your own body heat.

If there was one thing she excelled at, it was being her own inner mean girl.

Then again, Paul had once told her that there was no such thing as coincidence. "The Law of Truly Large Numbers provides that given a large enough sample size, any outrageous thing can happen.

Since this wedding that never happened is my fantasy, that boy is clean-­shaven on your special day, hair combed neatly, slightly nervous as he stands by the preacher, looking at you the way I always wanted a man to look at you: kind, loving, slightly in awe

people found off-putting. You could not beat her at chess or Trivial Pursuit or even Monopoly. She knew all the questions on Jeopardy. She knew when to use who or whom. She could not abide misinformation. She disdained organized religion. In social situations, she had the strange habit of spouting obscure facts.

he recognized Donald Trump's picture on the jacket and assumed it was a get-rich-quick scheme. Obviously, Jake Berman hadn't taken the man's advice. Though, considering Berman had lost his job and declared bankruptcy, maybe he had.

The spiral stairs looked like a robot's asshole.

Claire had realized a long time ago that if you lie with enough conviction, you can usually fool yourself.

He had always said there was nothing that a list couldn't solve. Conquer the details and you conquer the problem.