Quotes by J. D. Anderson

“So you and the lovely Agent Scully are going down to investigate?' Frohike said, sounding hopeful.'Yeah, we leave for Cancun tomorrow.''Our tax dollars at work,' Langly snorted.'I'd love to see Agent Scully with a healthy tropical tan,' Frohike said.'Down, Frohike,' Mulder said.””

“Mama was making a fresh pot of coffee. She’d make it weak and complain that it tasted funny being ground up right there on the spot instead of coming out of a can all ready to brew.””

“If a boy with Albert Einstein's brain had been born in Germany in the dark ages, there would have been no scientific revolution emanating from him. If a girl with Marie Curie's mind had been born in a remote Indian village twenty years ago, today she'd probably be harvesting rice and struggling to raise her children.””

“the absence of an ‘international standard burglar’, the nearest I know to a working classification is one developed by a U.S. Army expert [118]. Derek is a 19-year old addict. He's looking for a low-risk opportunity to steal something he can sell for his next fix. Charlie is a 40-year old inadequate with seven convictions for burglary. He's spent seventeen of the last twenty-five years in prison. Although not very intelligent he is cunning and experienced; he has picked up a lot of ‘lore’ during his spells inside. He steals from small shops and suburban houses, taking whatever he thinks he can sell to local fences. Bruno is a ‘gentleman criminal’. His business is mostly stealing art. As a cover, he runs a small art gallery. He has a (forged) university degree in art history on the wall, and one conviction for robbery eighteen years ago. After two years in jail, he changed his name and moved to a different part of the country. He has done occasional ‘black bag’ jobs for intelligence agencies who know his past. He'd like to get into computer crime, but the most he's done so far is stripping $100,000 worth of memory chips from a university's PCs back in the mid-1990s when there was a memory famine. Abdurrahman heads a cell of a dozen militants, most with military training. They have infantry weapons and explosives, with PhD-grade technical support provided by a disreputable country. Abdurrahman himself came third out of a class of 280 at the military academy of that country but was not promoted because he's from the wrong ethnic group. He thinks of himself as a good man rather than a bad man. His mission is to steal plutonium. So Derek is unskilled, Charlie is skilled, Bruno is highly skilled and may have the help of an unskilled insider such as a cleaner, while Abdurrahman is not only highly skilled but has substantial resources.””

“Due persone sono alla deriva su un mare inesplorato. Una dice: «Là! Vedo un’isola. La nostra migliore probabilità è quella di sbarcare, costruire un riparo e attendere che ci salvino.» L’altra replica: «No, dobbiamo continuare a navigare e sperare di incrociare le rotte delle navi. Quella è la nostra migliore probabilità di salvezza.» Incapaci di mettersi d’accordo, i due lottano, la barca si rovescia e annegano.Questa è la natura dell’umanità. Anche se rimanessero soltanto due persone in tutto l’universo, finirebbero per rappresentare fazioni opposte.””

“A. Introduction”

“Rogues aren’t nice people, son. And if they don’t get their ransom, they might snip off one of your fingers or toes as an inducement.” Maurice is horrified. He flexes his pale soft hand. “Which finger?” “They’d start with the little one just to get warmed up. After that, it depends on how close it is to the weekend.” “What does the weekend have to do with anything?” “For a weekend special they might cut off your whole hand.” Maurice swallows hard and yanks his hood down over his messy hair.””

“only had eyes for Hayden, who was wearing her blond hair pinned up in elaborate braids. In her light blue summer dress, she looked as fresh and alluring as apple pie. Even as a boy, he could have stared at her for hours when she did her hair in such a beautifully girlish fashion. And as a young man, after he’d discovered the joy of exploring the soft skin of his girlfriend, he could never look away from her pretty face when she offered him a smile. Even now, he couldn’t think of anything he’d rather do than scrutinize her soft curves under that dress, to trace her delicate features with his gaze and stare into her sky-blue eyes. But that was no longer possible. He””

“Goddamn it Lauren, she thought. You better not be pregnant. Imagine him as a father. A psychotic devil who only wanted to feel inside her. Sweet seductive stories. Hints of love. Promises to pacify her post-apocalyptic pain. She'd believed his lies like some sexstarved indoctrinated nun.   Emergency alert Threat level: Extreme Source: Unknown””

“Those eyes are seriously flirting with my pulseand I cannot let that happen..If I'm ever too tired for you, then there'd be something seriously wrong with me, babe..I press a kiss on her forehead, then turn around, feeling half of me is still where she’s standing..I am stunned, but my feet are making their way toward him like he’s a magnet and I'm a scrap of metal. I can’t stop. Part of me wants to. A very small part. But I know I can’t..There is one flower here for every day that I have known and loved you, Natalia. One hundred and seventy two, to be exact.””