Dead Stop
Barbara Nickless
Top 10 Best Quotes
“You get to the point where you're just empty. Empty of feelings and thoughts. Of bone and flesh and blood. Empty of hope and despair. You aren't dead. But you aren't living, either.”
“sometimes your best self was your worst self. That sometimes you couldn’t separate the two. My lieutenant had told me that Marines were often called upon to do the unconscionable, and that it was all right, because ultimately the ends justified the means.”
“motes of dust had begun drifting back to earth like startled birds returning to roost. In the thinning haze, law enforcement continued to arrive in a cacophony of noise. Flashing lights, blaring horns, the wail of sirens and the screech of tires. Doors and trunks opened, then slammed shut. Feet pounded, men shouted, radios squalled like abandoned children. All”
“day had settled into my bones like wet sand.”
“You could throw everything you had at a problem—firepower, manpower, logistical support. You could get a lot of really smart people working on it. You could even get a lot of people to sacrifice their lives for it. And, in the end, might be all you’ve got is the same problem and a higher body count.”
“We’ve all been at least a little broken by the world. But the world only notices when we try to hurt it back.”
“Those who are the least guilty are the ones who feel most at fault.”
“Survival is a short-term strategy. Don’t confuse it with living. Life isn’t about whether you live or die. Because we’re all gonna die—not a damn thing any of us can do about that.” “Right,” I snapped. “The war didn’t help me figure that out.” “Rather,” he went on, “life is about the grace. About making sure that while you are alive, you’re living for something bigger than yourself.”
“Scientists say that when we recall something from our past, it isn’t as simple as taking out a photograph from an album. Because it isn’t the original memory we pull up. Rather, it’s a slightly different version of that memory—a memory of a memory. With each retrieval, the memory is altered.”
“Photographs, like ghosts, are the persistence of memory. Over time, people fade from our recollection, or change. Their faces become kinder or more cruel, their hair less gray or more so. But photographs carry the truth, if only one small piece of it.”
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Book Keywords:
living, empty, dead, death
