Gerald Seymour > Quotes

“Others determined the morality. Others had the hatred. Others turned his work into victories. He did as he was told, expertise his trade mark. The soldier in his army.”
― Gerald Seymour, Harry's Game

“He might have had a few small bites at his chicken.”
― Gerald Seymour, Battle Sight Zero

“Man spun and strode quickly to the door. This was not a training”
― Gerald Seymour, Traitor's Kiss

“Erlich said quietly, ‘FBI, excuse me, please.”
― Gerald Seymour, Condition Black

“peering through a slit in the armour plate and hearing the drumming of rifle fire. She did not know whether the cousins, two names and one face, had been armed with them – or had been asleep in a makeshift barracks, or had been grunting through sex with one of the child girls who went there with the fervent adoration of converts, and a bomb or a missile had struck their building. She thought it would have been a cruel fate to have died at the hand of the enemy and without an AK to hold, as she had, in his hand. The answer to the question? She yearned for a form of recognition. Never listened to at home. Never really shone at school, except for a minimal”
― Gerald Seymour, Battle Sight Zero

“for ideas, nor Lennie. Adrian was good with ideas, better than Henry. Have to be Adrian who was going to crack it, and then the team would all thrash it round. Wouldn’t see their feet for dust once they’d settled on an idea. Clear memories, faces clear in his mind, Colonel Basil, and Lennie who had the limp from the ambush in Cyprus, and Adrian who’d bloody near lost his career in the gentlemen’s toilet at Piccadilly underground, and Henry . . . Shit, and wouldn’t Henry have been up for retirement, gone to breed the bloody pigeons he always talked of. What if they’d”
― Gerald Seymour, A Song in the Morning

“months”
― Gerald Seymour, No Mortal Thing: Deadlier than the Mafia: the Calabrian ‘Ndrangheta