Action And Adventure Quotes

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Max Nowaz
“Stand in the machine there, let’s see what state your internal organs are in. The images
will be projected on screen, and I can go through the diagnosis with you, step by step.” 
Brown did as he was told and soon images of his vital organs appeared on the screen.
 As you can see, your heart is slightly enlarged and your lungs and kidneys are not in
good shape either. Have you been experiencing any pain lately?” 
 “Not that I can think of. What can you do to help?” 
 “Difficult to say, you see you are dying” said the Doctor. You can see the
discolouration in your kidneys.” Brown strained his eyes.”
Max Nowaz, The Arbitrator

Max Nowaz
“I wanted to thank you for saving my life. I am still puzzled about your motives
though. Was it revenge against Zedan for rejecting you?” 
 “You insult me. It seems that you think of everybody in the same lowly terms you
think of yourself. If there is anybody I should hate for Zedan rejecting me, it should be
you. He was only doing what is expected of him in our society.” 
 “You mean you don't hate me?” This was a new revelation to Brown. It worried him.
He was used to hate, he could deal with it, but this he could not understand, he had used
the girl ruthlessly and yet she did not hate him.”
Max Nowaz, The Arbitrator

Andri E. Elia
“Ketal is not hell! It’s the K’tul homeworld. What is the difference?”
Andri E. Elia, Borealis: A Worldmaker of Yand Novel

Andri E. Elia
“We Yandar are winged. We don’t succumb to adversity; we fly with it.”
Andri E. Elia, Borealis: A Worldmaker of Yand Novel

“ome sea cucumbers have a transparent outer body, giving them an alien appearance. Laura feels transparent throughout her entire body.”
Sally Ann Hunter, Transfigured Sea

Marie Montine
“I don’t think we know what kind of enemy we are really dealing with.”
Marie Montine, Mourning Grey: Part One: The Guardians Of The Temple Saga

“Are dreams less real because they are temporary? Or are fleeting, moving, changing things examples of their own kind of reality, a different speed?…The sea is a dream.”
Sally Ann Hunter, Transfigured Sea

Hank Quense
“The mountains she’d viewed in childhood as nurturing have now taken on a menacing quality. Their stippled surfaces—the dark of trees rising from a background of white—give the impression of something more mythic than geological. Leviathans hibernating in the open, ready to stir at any moment and swallow her whole.”
Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

“The mirrors in her heart open as if for the first time. Reflected light shines between them like sunlight on the surface of the sea.”
Sally Ann Hunter, Transfigured Sea

Hank Quense
“The same moment the hiker comes upon them, rounding the bend in the trail, Harlan knows the man will die. He takes no pleasure in the thought. So far as Harlan is aware, he has never met the man and has no quarrel with him. This stranger is simply an unexpected contingency. A loose thread that, once noticed, requires snipping.”
Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

Hank Quense
“Toward the back of the small property, Twentymile Creek flows through a ravine two to three feet deep and three times as wide. The waters of the creek, high and vigorous from recent rains, purl noisily around stones bearded with green moss and swatched with lichen. There she finds the body, stretched across the frothing stream.”
Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

Hank Quense
“Junior finds what he’s seeking in a swale between two ridges. He glasses down at the elk from a hillside aflame with autumn color. The animal strides through the clearing about five hundred yards due east, dipping its head now and then to nibble on receding grass that soon will disappear for the winter.”
Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

Hank Quense
“He sits up, grasps his carbine, and sneaks quietly from the tent. Outside the wind flows briskly through the trees, the shushing sound it makes like an admonition to them all.”
Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

Hank Quense
“Finally, the sound fades and doesn’t return. Tsula sits alone in the quiet and the dark, shivering with such force that she fears her teeth might crack.”
Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

Hank Quense
“From the scene arrayed before her now, Tsula knows this new body means something entirely different. The tight bunchings of onlookers in hushed conversation. The watery eyes and mouths covered by fingers. This is how people gather when the dead is one of their own.”
Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

Hank Quense
“He tips his cap forward over his face and inhales deeply of the moist air. It seems to Harlan that he can smell the whole of these mountains’ lives in that single breath. The gentle notes of wild herbs and grasses, of seedlings introducing themselves to the world. Also the thick and bittersweet must of leaf litter, felled trees, and decaying animals returning to the soil.”
Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

Hank Quense
“The current needs of survival leave little time for luxuries like sentimentality. It is, he figures, a kind of mercy. No time to dwell on what was lost when there is more yet to protect.”
Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

Hank Quense
“Tsula and Abbott spy the cabin in a clearing beyond the trees. It appears almost spectral through the gossamer mist—at first, just a hint of a shape. A blocky shadow rising from the ground.”
Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

Hank Quense
“Harlan chuckles to himself and shakes his head, as though enjoying a joke only he has heard. ‘Now I guess it’s only fair to warn you,’ he says. ‘This is not going to go the way you want it to.”
Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

“Echinoderms have hard plates of calcite in their skin for protection, which Laura wishes she could have. Instead she will have to continue to develop strength of character.”
Sally Ann Hunter, Transfigured Sea

“Feather stars have many feather-like arms, which have bristles. Laura no longer feels she has bristles. Hers have dissolved when she faced her innermost feelings.”
Sally Ann Hunter, Transfigured Sea

Hank Quense
“In the years that followed, Tsula would find that she could not recall that walk to the edge or the thrust of her legs into the air. Her clearest memory more than twenty years later is of the long, breathless wait as she fell, seemingly forever, and the water swallowing her at last. When she burst from its surface, unhurt, her mind noisy and electric, she grabbed for Jamie and kissed him hard.”
Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

“Case...is an impressively crafted protagonist who stands strongly at the center of the action. At first, he seems an unlikely hero, but his dogged observational skills and skeptical nature make him a valuable investigator...
Eshleman proves to be an adept writer of action scenes, but what makes his work stand out are his hyperrealistic treatments of diving and marine life.
An...engaging action novel, bolstered by its exotic location and realistic protagonist.”
Kirkus Reviews

Shauna Richmond
“You won’t leave? Fine…” Tristan steps over to the desk, picks up an oil lamp, and smashes it off the floor, a shard of glass rebounds, cutting his cheek but he does not so much as blink, “you can burn here,” he announces coldly as the flames begin to spread across the oak floor.”
Shauna Richmond, Shattered Steel

Katherine Kempf
“Mimameid wasn’t built to keep people out. It was built to keep people in. It was built to be a fortress, to keep our people safe behind our walls, but The Celts have changed that.”
Katherine Kempf, The Mimameid Solution

“Clever girl, he thought, looking at her, purposefully taking his time, and slowly catching a whiff of the inebriating perfume of her long and wavy dark-brown hair. Her delicate scent reminisced of vanilla-infused hyacinth.
He smiled and, although he was greatly tempted to move to first base, he felt it might push things a bit too fast.”
Kyle Steel, The Siege at Simeon Heights: Bigfoot Fiction Thriller - Drama Novel - Family Adventure - Action Adventure - Sasquatch - Cryptid Suspense

“I’m a farmer. We’re being held prisoner in this ridiculous fortress by a wizard who wears minstrel robes to scare his followers, and my best friend in the world is a war criminal whose double-talk is so ludicrous that the world’s best lawyer would still call it a bit much, and I’m a farmer.”
M.N. Jolley, The Stone Warrior

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