Top 160 Holly Jackson Quotes (2026 Update)
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101. “She did think about disappearing sometimes, running away and leaving Pip behind. Or disappearing inside her own head, in those rare moments when her mind was quiet, an absence she could just float in, free. But what did disappear mean, really, when it came down to it?”

— Holly Jackson

102. “Simon scoffed. ‘Sure, just a misunderstanding. There’s a sniper out there with a high-powered rifle and a laser sight who’s decided to use us as target practice. But yeah, just a misunder standing.’ He’d changed his tune.”

— Holly Jackson

103. “Well,’ Pip smiled, ‘I’m still me.’ She hoped that was true.”

— Holly Jackson

104. “You made it your job.’ He pushed against his knees and stood over her, his voice rising now. ‘You barged your way into my life, offering me this chance I never had before. You can’t take that away from me now; you know I need you. You can’t give up. This isn’t you.’ ‘I’m sorry.”

— Holly Jackson

105. “But she was actually Isla Jordan, a vulnerable young woman with an intellectual disability. All this time, Elliot had convinced himself – and Isla – that she was Andie.”

— Holly Jackson

106. “It was done, it was gone. There was no going back now. This was her, and it was OK.”

— Holly Jackson

107. “While some people might work in their bedrooms, I sleep in my workstation. It’s very different.”

— Holly Jackson

108. “Those family photographs may speak a thousand words but most of them are lies.”

— Holly Jackson

109. “He’d got away with this for a long time; he knew things like that, just as she knew them.”

— Holly Jackson

110. “You are the maximum amount of Pipness that any Pip could be. The Ultra-Pip. I’m going to introduce you to my family this weekend as Pippus Maximus.”

— Holly Jackson

111. “Do you care?” Charlie asked. “Do you care what people think, if you know you’re right?”

— Holly Jackson

112. “Sure that maybe you maybe saw him there?”

— Holly Jackson

113. “Yes. I don’t want to argue with him, I just want what’s best for him. Want to push him to make smart decisions for his life, to do something that he loves. I know he’s capable of that. But he’s seemed stuck the last few years. Maybe I go about it the wrong way. I just don’t know how to help him.”

— Holly Jackson

114. “Was that fair? Maybe Red’s understanding of it was skewed, because it didn’t seem fair at all, her life in the hands of five other people. But when had life ever been fair to her, why should death be any different?”

— Holly Jackson

115. “For god’s sake, Simon, enough with The Office references,’ Maddy said. ‘He’s been doing that since middle school, before he even knew what it meant.”

— Holly Jackson

116. “And you’re telling me now,’ Oliver continued, still too calm, a clouded look in his eyes, the pupils too large and beetle-dark. ‘In front of everyone here, in front of my little sister.”

— Holly Jackson

117. “Remember me, Sarge?”

— Holly Jackson

118. “Why was there pain everywhere? She was alive and it hurt to be alive.”

— Holly Jackson

119. “Pip had always been so curious about what was back there, the sort of wonder that dies a little more each year you grow older.”

— Holly Jackson

120. “You barged you way into my life, offering me this chance I never had before. You can’t take that away from me now; you know I need you. You can’t give up. This isn’t you.”

— Holly Jackson

121. “Andie got louder, Becca got quieter.”

— Holly Jackson

122. “Take those feelings away, blow them out of her head.”

— Holly Jackson

123. “What are you, the tequila guardian?’ He pointed at her. ‘Right, because I’m Mexican?”

— Holly Jackson

124. “Oh, cool,’ Simon said, between bites. ‘Didn’t know the Mafia was still a thing, I love The Godfather. “Revenge is a dish best served cold,”’ he said in a dreadful Italian American accent.”

— Holly Jackson

125. “That shut Ant-and-Lauren up.”

— Holly Jackson

126. “She wasn’t fine, but that was the whole point. There was no running away from this; she’d asked for it. She needed it. This was how she would make herself fine again. And the scarier it got, the more perfect the fit. Out of the grey area, into something she could comprehend, something she could live with. Black and white. Good and bad. Thank you.”

— Holly Jackson

127. “OK, good,’ Pip said, though she couldn’t help but wonder if the Reynoldses had just given her permission to blow up their family, like she had with the Wards and the Bells. They’d come to her, invited her in, but they didn’t really understand the destruction that came in with her, hand-in-hand through that front door which looked like a grinning smile.”

— Holly Jackson

128. “Outside, Pip stopped in the middle of the parking lot and looked up into the sky, clouds hiding the stars from her, hoarding them for themselves.”

— Holly Jackson

129. “Well,’ he clapped his hands again, ’it wasn’t an accident. I killed your dog, Pip. See, destiny moves in mysterious ways, doesn’t it? Binding us together all the way back then. And now you’re here.”

— Holly Jackson

130. “Luke’s eyes hardened, the pity a thing of the past. ‘You know the rules by now. I don’t answer questions. I don’t ask’em and I don’t answer’em.’ There was the slightest smirk on his face. ‘Rules apply to you too. I know you think you’re special, but you’re.”

— Holly Jackson

131. “There hadn’t been a plan. Nothing beyond breaking the circle, beyond surviving, and killing him was how she survived. So, now that it was done, how did she keep on surviving?”

— Holly Jackson

132. “Ravi had done what they set out to do. But their faces made her seethe. These weren’t just small deceits and innocent gaps in memory any more. This was a calculated, life-changing lie. A momentous treachery unburied from the pixels. And she would not look away or sit until she knew why.”

— Holly Jackson

133. “She hated him too, but the feeling was lost, subsumed by her hatred for the person sitting opposite her. Only the width of a table between them.”

— Holly Jackson

134. “Celia Bourne, you are NOT the murderer.”

— Holly Jackson

135. “The man she’d once looked to as an almost-father. But then, Pip had lied too, hadn’t she? And she could tell herself she’d done it to protect the people she loved, but wasn’t that the exact same reason Elliot gave?”

— Holly Jackson

136. “Rom-coms or films where boys get violently murdered?”

— Holly Jackson

137. “Tears like silent minnows chased down her cheeks.”

— Holly Jackson

138. “He murdered five people and pleaded guilty, yet in your headline you referred to him as a “lovesick young man.” Is that because he’s white?”

— Holly Jackson

139. “What a ridiculous word that was. Fine. She was undressing at knifepoint and there was a sniper outside and she was supposed to be dead. But she was fine, you know?”

— Holly Jackson

140. “Both of my daughters are gone now. Reporters are back, lurking around my house, trying to get quotes for their stories. My second wife left me. I’m back in this town, in this house. You’ve done enough. More than enough, believe me.”

— Holly Jackson

141. “She threw the duvet off and tiptoed across the landing to Josh’s room. He was sound asleep, his face lit up by his nightlight. Pip crept over to the foot of his bed and climbed under the covers beside him. She lay there, listening to his deep breaths, letting his warmth thaw her. Her eyes crossed as she stared ahead, transfixed by the soft blue light. Josh would be safe, if she was here to watch him.”

— Holly Jackson

142. “Then she said I should be grateful that someone had actually wanted me, because I was just the fat, ugly version of her. And she tried to push me out of the way. I just couldn’t believe it, I couldn’t believe she could be so cruel.”

— Holly Jackson

143. “And it had been good, right up until the end. The whole world outside this house had disappeared; it had been just her and her mind and a problem to solve. Exactly the way she liked it. Exactly when she was most herself.”

— Holly Jackson

144. “Pip couldn’t escape death, even on this bright late August morning in an unguarded moment with her dad. It seemed to be all she lived for now.”

— Holly Jackson

145. “How did everything go with you?” Pip asked, leaning forward to press her forehead against his, in the way he always did to her. To take on half her headaches, or half her nerves, he said.”

— Holly Jackson

146. “Just as funny, as ridiculous, as the notion of decomposing bodies and the way we all become one. Disappearing wasn’t mysterious, it wasn’t thrilling; it was cold bodies with stiff limbs and purpling patches as the blood inside pooled.”

— Holly Jackson

147. “I don’t trust coincidences.”

— Holly Jackson

148. “It makes me so angry that this kind of cross-examination of victims is allowed. It almost shifts the burden of proof onto them, and it isn’t fair.”

— Holly Jackson

149. “Andie flashed into her mind, her ghost sitting beside her, holding Pip’s hand. Poor Andie. She’d known what her father was. Had to come back every day to a house where a monster lived. Died trying to get away from him, to protect her sister from him.”

— Holly Jackson

150. “Three different stories, but one interconnected knot.”

— Holly Jackson