Top 40 Rob Thurman Quotes (2024 Update)

1. “Hope for the best; prepare for the worst.”

— Rob Thurman

2. “If there is no trust, there is nothing. Trust is all.”

— Rob Thurman

3. “Memories – you can’t escape them, but you can’t let them rule you either.”

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4. “We all have our security blankets in this world. Some are just sharper than others.”

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5. “Home is where the heart is or where you bury the ones you want to eat later.”

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6. “You always remember the words that come back to bite you in the ass, no matter how much you’d like to forget them.”

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7. “Lies were like acid, corrosive: They could dissolve trust in a heartbeat.”

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8. “Pick up your clothes. I am not your maid. How do I know this? A maid cannot kill you with a tube sock. I can.”

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9. “Look at the ex-demon with his big boy pants on now.”

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10. “I am your brother. I was supposed to be your brother before either of us was born. Karmic debt. It appears I was Vlad the Impaler or Genghis Khan in a past life.”

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11. “And he had it all over Octavian, let me tell you. Hung like a Pegasus, he was.”

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12. “All I cared was that she had never lied. She was honest in a world just the opposite, and a cool oasis in my life. She was who she said she was, and everything Sophia, my mother, the pathologically manipulative liar, had never been.”

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13. “Get a grip, change your shorts, and move on to the task at hand.”

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14. “You’re the little spoon, aren’t you?”

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15. “You can’t choose, who you are. No matter how you struggle, some things will never change. And maybe they schouldn’t.”

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16. “Luckily enough, we do have an entire bottle of wheatgrass juice.” “Your sense of humor isn’t all that it could be, you know that?” Goodfellow took the glass and stared into it morosely. He took a sip and the green in the glass was transferred to his face. “Holy Bacchus,” he sputtered. “That is against nature and all things divine.”

— Rob Thurman

17. “It’s an unfortunate fact of life,” Niko said with grimly amused resignation. “Where there are graveyards, there are flesh-eating revenants. Where there are cars, there are car salesmen.”

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18. “Call my cell.” He whipped out a card and passed it over. “Here’s my number.” I didn’t bother to look at it. “I’m guessing 666- 6666.” “Oh, right. As if that number weren’t snatched up decades ago.”

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19. “I am not sleeping with him.” I shot him a poisonous glare. “If I had a bumper sticker, it would read, ‘Demon slayer, not demon layer.’ ” “Your mouth says no, but your cleavage says yes.”

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20. “I didn’t comment on the large knife he slid under the pillow. We all have our security blankets in this world. Some are just sharper than others.”

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21. “And who died and made you boss?” But I knew a lost cause when I saw it and was already pulling my hair back with nimble fingers. Niko slapped a shoulder holster against my chest. “No one. Like all truly great dictators, I seized that power myself. Now finish up. We leave in five minutes.”

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22. “Their work is timeless. It transcends the bubblegum pap that passes for music now. A Beatles song is a flawlessly executed kata. Anything else is simply wrestling in Jell-O,” he returned with disdain.”

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23. “The guy had guts – I had to give him that. Later on I was hoping for a first-hand look at them.”

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24. “You’re so very good at that. The temper, the scowl. You must drink shots of testosterone in your morning coffee.”

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25. “Fall leaves are brilliant with gold and red. You can cup them in your hand and wonder at them, be amazed at their uniqueness and glory. But eventually they are gone, brown, crumbling, scattered on the wind. But the tree remains. The tree is what is important. The tree lives on. That was a difficult knowledge to bear, and an even more difficult life to live. Of course, being the leaf wasn’t exactly desirable either.”

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26. “Nice guy. Salt of the earth. The stick up his ass is just a bonus.” “Let us not make light of the rectally challenged.” Niko disposed of the mug with disdain, wiping his hand thoroughly on a towel afterward. “The condition is no doubt congenital. Completely beyond his control.”

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27. “Smote.’ I haven’t gotten to use that word since my days upstairs. I kind of miss it. Lots of pomp and circumstance in a word like that.” He tapped his chin as the smile became sly. “Downstairs we just say slaughter or massacre or team-building exercise.”

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28. “People – stupid when they lived; potentially stupid when they died.”

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29. “I have people in my life, of course. Some write; some don’t. Some read; some don’t. Some stare vacantly into space when I talk the geeky talk and walk the geeky walk, but they make killer chocolate chip pancakes and so all is forgiven.”

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30. “It is difficult to threaten someone who doesn’t have the necessary attention span to register fear.”

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31. “When I remembered Stefan first coming for me, it wasn’t a man in a black mask or a crazy guy shoving Three Musketeers bars at me as he tried to convince me I was his brother. I remembered an ocean, dark as a universe without stars-black with guilt, despair, rage, violence, self loathing. All I could see was his hand reaching out of the water; the rest of him was buried in a liquid Hell he couldn’t escape.”

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32. “Alone: it was no way to live and it was no way to die.”

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33. “Why is it always the world? Why is it never just half a block? Or Jersey? You know, something we could live without?”

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34. “The relationship between my brain and my mouth tended to be casual at best.”

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35. “But hoping you never saw someone again is a damn sight different from wishing them dead.”

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36. “Grumbling incoherently, I fished in my jacket pocket for sunglasses. “Fear not, night dweller,” Niko said with mocking gravity. “It is merely the sun, something you would see more often if you would roll out of bed before late afternoon.”

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37. “Leandros’s favorite place had turned out not to be vegetarian, but vegan, which was for people who preferred their suicide slow.”

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38. “Every inner touch, every one of its fingerprints on my brain, burned like acid. It shredded the walls of my soul like tissue paper, it clawed its way into my very center, I couldn’t tell anymore where it began and I ended. It poured into me like a river into the sea, mixing, melding, until we were one. One. For better or worse. Until death do us part.”

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39. “As I stood, I took in a last breath of spring-scented air, listened to the birdsong, and then saw a member of wildlife the conservationists hadn’t planned on reviving in this place. A perv in a white shirt and polyester pants. A standard hide-in-the-bushes-and-whack-it perv. Fat and balding, it was as appealing as watching a giant marshmallow go at it.”

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40. “Snap judgments? I’d gotten over those about the time I was toilet trained. Swore off diapers and faith in the human experience all in one week.”

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41. “Mama said there was always a catastrophe coming. Someone’s world was always coming to an end. It wasn’t our worry to change every ending, only the endings we could.”

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42. “Everyone has something in their life, in their world, that can break them.”

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43. “All of his life had been about making sure I kept mine.”

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44. “Me? I was lucky to get a grunt from the local pizza delivery girl. And I had nice eyes too, not to mention a killer ass. There truly was no justice in the world.”

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45. “Who do you take me for?” “The devil?” Please. The devil wished he had half my style and a fourth my schemes.”

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46. “I raised another shot. “That sound you hear is the heads of moral conservatives spontaneously exploding in the distance.”

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47. “What’re you still doing up? You know all good little ninjas should be in bed, visions of homicidal sugarplums dancing in their heads.”

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