Quote by James Sallis Download Open image ““The whole city was a compass. How could anyone ever have gotten so hopelessly lost here?”” — James Sallis ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.8 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“He was my compass and, with him by my side, I would never be lost again.” — Kate Sterritt Copy Share Image
“Gradually, I was getting worn down. My sense of direction had evaporated by our fourth day. When south became the opposite of east, I… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Never make it without the compass. In the trees, I'd lose all sense of perspective. Direction. Maybe life is like that.” — Charles Martin Copy Share Image
“You’re my true north. No compass would point me in any other direction but to you.” — Kristen Hope Mazzola Copy Share Image
“This was an interesting thought; it had never occurred to me that one's name could be a compass.” — Alan Bradley Copy Share Image
“She was his compass. His true north. She’d showed him the way home.” — Loreth Anne White Copy Share Image
“He felt like a compass needle. The needle knows nothing about magnetic north; it only knows it must point in a certain direction, like… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“The city was a paradox, though maybe it had always been one. You could have an excellent life here, even as everything disintegrated.” — Meg Wolitzer Copy Share Image
“The compasses are disappointingly true, pointing north over and over, when all he wants is for one to dissent, to demur, to show him… — Matt Bell Copy Share Image
“There's an internal compass inside of me that laid still for so long, stuck behind its arc of glass, listless and without hope. But… — Raven Kennedy Copy Share Image
“You're not very good at this, are you?' 'At what I do, I'm the best. This isn't what I do.” — James Sallis Copy Share Image
“Rina’s always claimed that I expect too little from life,” Standard said. “Then at least you’ll never be disappointed.” — James Sallis Copy Share Image
The best predictor of preschool children's physical activity is simply being outdoors. — James Sallis Copy Share Image
“Some brainless comedy where actors with perfect white teeth spoke their lines then froze in place to let the laugh track unwind.” — James Sallis Copy Share Image
He existed a step or two to one side of the common world, largely out of sight, a shadow, all but invisible. Whatever he owned, either he could hoist it on his back and lug it along or he could walk away from it. Anonymity was the thing he loved most about the city, being a part of it and… — James Sallis Copy Share
“In my junior year I discovered books. . . . Devoured [them] the way other kids did candy or sandwiches, spent days hunched over… — James Sallis Copy Share Image
“We're professionals. People make deals, they need to stick to them. That's the way it works, if it's going to work at all.” — James Sallis Copy Share Image
Mostly what you lose with time, in memory, is the specificity of things, their exact sequence. It all runs together, becomes a watery soup.… — James Sallis Copy Share Image
“We aren’t angels. Angels couldn’t breathe the air down here. They’d die.” — James Sallis Copy Share Image
Bombs fall and wipe out civilization as we know it, two things come up out of the ashes: roaches and F-150s. — James Sallis Copy Share Image
What critics might call eclectic, and Eastern folks quirky, we Southerners call cussedness-and it's the cornerstone of the American genius. As in: 'There's a right way, a wrong way, and my way.' You want to see how that looks on the page, pick up any of Craig McDonald's novels. He's built him a nice little shack out there way off… — James Sallis Copy Share