The Keeper Of Lost Causes Quotes
"Capricious inches that had spared him a trip along the green fields to the cold graves a few hundred yards in front of him."
"The bloody clothes, the waxen faces, the frozen photos. Every day he’d listened to people’s lies and excuses."
"I know we can’t just throw him out, especially not in this situation, but we’ve got to find some other solution, Marcus."
"It was obvious now that he had changed. The furrows around his mouth were deeper, the shadows under his eyes were darker, and his expression showed a profound indifference."
"She felt transformed the instant she turned toward the sleepy expanses of Stevns and crossed the bridge over the Tryggevælde River."
"Her sharp comments at the podium in the Folketing, the Danish parliament. Her lack of respect for the prime minister and his yes-men."
"She’s an example of how to hide a Neanderthal behind a high-brow."
"On the other hand, he knew everything about how violent and pointless it could be to die. That much he really did know."
"He turned around and set off for Hestestien. If he caught the train in twenty minutes, he’d be able to spend a good half hour with Hardy at the hospital before he had to head over to police headquarters."
"No longer the tall, elegant man from Jutland who caused eyebrows to raise and lips to part."
"We don’t know how much pressure the human organism can stand, but we’re going to find out as time goes by."
"That was not the correct answer, Merete. So now you’ll have to take your punishment."
"I need to run in my bare feet, she thought, and she yelled into the darkness: 'Couldn’t you turn up the heat a little? Please?'"
"We’re pumping the air pressure in your chamber up to two atmospheres."
"Every fifth day she received new underwear and tossed the used ones into the dry toilet."
"Sometimes he’d get so upset about something that it would make me upset too, but not very often."
"The food was the only physical bright spot for her, even though it was a monotonous diet without any real flavor."
"All I noticed was that he was wearing a really nice overcoat," she said in a subdued voice.
"So I think one could find out about something like that, couldn’t one?"
"If that was your background, Morten, would you jump into the deep?"
"We need a decent photocopier in the basement office, Lis."
"You haven’t understood the game, Merete. You have to work it out for yourself."
"It’s not at all certain he remembers anything from when his sister disappeared."
"Who would kill the one person who made life worth living?"
"She tried to say something, but Carl refused to let her interrupt."
"It was a simple accident, except that the outcome was anything but simple."
"If so, I feel sorry for the man. She wasn’t having any of it."
"Merete Lynggaard got a bouquet of flowers a few days before her death."
"Plenty of people have thought the same thing in the past."
"The guy who saw the shirt works in a clothing shop. We believe him. He was very precise when he drew a picture of it."
"It seems to me that you should be asking yourself that question. When you’re ready to tell the truth, make another appointment to see me."
"Each stratum of human history had revealed an infinitely thick layer of callousness."
"I realize it’s difficult after such a long time, Carl. But it would be a big help if you could try."
"As a matter of fact, he did. Not a bad drawing, but not great either. It’s not as easy to draw a person as it is to draw a shirt."
"She pulled the briefcase close to the slight curve of her stomach under the tight skirt."
"I don’t know his name, but I saw her talking to a man down in Snapstinget, the MPs’ restaurant."
"Only if he brings those spicy, grilled things again."
"I’ll tell you, Assad. We’re investigating. That’s what we’re doing."
"We’re not doing anything until Lasse gets back. Do you hear me?"
"I think we should stop now," said the nurse as she tentatively touched Uffe's shoulder.
"My brother was all right. Do you hear me?" she went on.
"For how long?" replied a muted voice that made Merete hold her breath.
"Go ahead and have a look," said Morten, proudly throwing open the sauna door.
"I’m going to make myself a cup of coffee and then go back to bed."
"What did I ever do to you?" she shouted at the top of her lungs.
"You want us to turn off the lights?" Lasse chuckled.
"So you’re having a hard time getting out of bed these days?"
"Assad, I’m back. We can’t have a passport counterfeiter doing work for us."
"Even a small amount of money could have tempted the sick brain of some robber."
"No, these lists aren’t going to get me any further, thought Carl."
"The crossed-out line was completely gone. It was really unbelievable."
"A man had approached her with dishonest intentions, setting off a chain of events."
"I promised I am going to torment you for the rest of your career."
"Life-threatening situations. With axes and hammers, metal rods, knives, broken beer bottles, shotguns, and all sorts of weapons."
"How many times can a person handle that sort of situation, and when does he decide he just can’t take it anymore?"
"You’ve been on the force for a long time now."
"You should know that once I even considered killing your brother."
"She should be able to tell you everything you want to know."
"A man like him knew how to turn a force majeure to his advantage."
"You can’t come here," he said in a voice that belonged neither to an adult nor a child.
"It's wonderful when things go well for one's children."
"Lasse spends a lot of time sailing in the Baltic, but I think he's in the North Sea right now."
"Sometimes he goes out on one ship and comes home on another."
"My husband had a factory that manufactured sophisticated linings for nuclear reactors."
"There are so many things in that house that are from bygone times."
"All that rubbish was already here when we arrived."
"I have to apologize for my partner. He’s an incorrigible junk collector."
"I’m at Merete’s old house, making a home visit."
"He’s sitting here brooding. He keeps looking around the kitchen, as if he doesn’t recognize it."
"She smoked Prince with filter tips, and her son didn’t smoke."
"Why were there then no filters on the cigarettes that were lying almost on top in the ashtray?"
"I’ll never manage that, Lasse," said the woman.
"So you know about that too! I assume you know everything."
"Then you have to help me go home. Will you promise me that? I don’t want to be here anymore."