Tess Gerritsen (born June 12, 1953) is an American novelist and retired physician.
. . . he knew that the cruelest of blows too often came with a smile.
No man easily admits that he is afraid.
With every year that I grow older, I also draw closer to (my loved ones) to the day when we will once again be together. So I march through the deepening shadows, serene and unafraid, because I know that at the end of my journey they will be waiting for me.
The dead do not hurt you; only the living do.
We dream our dreams, and sometimes they take us to places we never anticipate. But they are our dreams, and we go where they lead.
If you want to remain at liberty, I suggest you not antagonize your defenders.
The Christmas tree, twinkling with lights, had a mountain of gifts piled up beneath it, like offerings to the great god of excess.
Motherhood didn't make you stronger; it made you vulnerable and afraid of what death could steal from you.
My childhood was spent in my local library in a San Diego suburb. It's where I became a writer - by 1st becoming a reader!
Even divorce, she thought, cannot erase all the bonds forged by years of marriage. Long after the papers are signed, decrees notarized, the ties still remain. And the most powerful tie of all is written in a child's flesh and blood.
That's what falling in love really amounted to, your brain on drugs. Adrenaline and dopamine, oxytocin and serotonin. Chemical insanity, celebrated by poets.
Medicine is probably one of the best backgrounds for a writer to find stories. I always think cops and docs have the best background because we see so much of human behavior, such a range of human emotions.
When you're a fifty-year-old woman, no one really bothers to look at you anymore, much less value your opinion. It's hard on the old ego. But damn, it does make it easy to get away with a lot.
Only with maturity did I come to appreciate my own Chinese roots: not just the food and the ancient history, but also the philosophy of child-rearing and the respect for education and knowledge.
I know there’s evil in the world, and there always has been. But you don’t need to believe in Satan or demons to explain it. Human beings are perfectly capable of evil all by themselves.
Where we go depends on what we know, and what we know depends on where we go.
She was the only woman in the homicide unit, and already there had been problems between her and another detective, charges of sexual harassment, countercharges of unrelenting bitchiness.
The most dangerous enemy in the world is the one you do not recognize.
There is honor between bitches
The one man you most want to sleep with may be the worst choice of all.