Macom Farm Quotes

“No one else could share his quandary. His agonies were a mixture of shame, of loss fueled by profoundly rooted fury—solitary burdens he had carried with him like pockets of sorrow weighing him down, forcing him to become stronger. When the Devil was gnawing at him, he’d withstood the pain.”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“I’ve got my Sig and I’m in a car I swiped,” Bert raged on.” I thought of that much ahead. I don’t miss! It’s like candy, Sammy. His car is candy red. Like Valentine’s Day for me!” I ain’t gonna let a perfect moment pass, Sammy. I’m my own man now in this stuff. I done enough already to earn the respect I don’t get. I’m not stupid, so go to bed.”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“Fine architecture is man’s tribute to the land it has been built on. So are the untouched, pristine lands he preserves for posterity.”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“A GREENHEAD is what Mary called me—SWAT!”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“I’ve watched hundreds of deed transfers take place right here on the steps of the Registry,” Michele mused. “At those moments of transfer, I’ve seen in the eyes of desperate sellers an emotional reconciliation of irrevocably relinquishing a homestead, a treasured dominion, willingly or otherwise. Perhaps all these deeds, Mr. Geoffrey…perhaps they, too, have their own soul, a predilection that would tell me more than what they say if only I had the capacity to ask.”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“I’m in this plot because you took my lot.”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“When compared with what I have in mind for it, your property is blighted, dangerous, deteriorated, infectious, unhealthy, substandard, crime-infested, and irreparable. Once I have proven that, I will move in, and you will be moved away. You must leave so I can thrive.”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“ If they come—whoever they are—will sorely wish they hadn’t!”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“As Vice President of Acquisitions, Mr. Lang,” she asked. “Just what is it you are supposing to acquire?” At the very most, are you seeking a compliment in return? Of course, you are! Men are always hoping for what they seldom get.” With that, she reached up to kiss him on the cheek—the freight train of doom had passed him by on a parallel track. Doubt is good. It keeps the doors open to proof of promise. Is that why she had changed into that incredibly tantalizing little blue-black dress driving the Whaler bar crowd toward a frenzy?”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“Immediately after that fate-filled evening in May, the phone booth in its entirety had been confiscated by the Homicide Unit as embodying significant criminal evidence of murder. More accurately, though, the booth was like an envelope encapsulating the entire crime scene, including splattered skull fragments.”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“ “Well, Mr. George, I’d say that’s a long way up for us to be worried about a wee 30 feet from away down here?... I say we grant the man his error. The sky will not be scratched, and I assure you, pigeons won’t roost that high! These are things that happen...”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“Catching the wrong Fish is unrewarding.”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“Here I am, my genome, my signature, an encapsulation of myself, everything you need to know about me. If I match, I can be found.”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“The world was heating up and changing for the worse.”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm