Quotes from Timothy Hallinan

I made it worse. I lay there for months and months, obsessing over all the places I'd never go, and I gradually realized that many of the ones I most wanted to see were places I'd never heard of. That was when I began seeing my countries." "How

These kids, most of them, they were really hapless." The word stopped me, and Tyrone gave me a victor's grin. "Hapless," he said. "As in, not possessing any hap.

Janwillem van de Wetering (Holland) Outsider in Amsterdam Tumbleweed The Corpse on the Dike Death of a Hawker The Japanese Corpse The Blond Baboon The Maine Massacre The Mind-Murders The Streetbird The Rattle-Rat Hard Rain Just a Corpse at Twilight Hollow-Eyed Angel The Perfidious Parrot Amsterdam Cops: Collected Stories

Garry Disher (Australia) The Dragon Man Kittyhawk Down Snapshot Chain of Evidence Blood Moon Wyatt Whispering Death Port Vila Blues

The weatherman had said it might rain, so everyone was sure it wouldn't. In L.A., where the weather is the same three hundred and fifty-five days a year, the weatherman is right about fifteen percent of the time, roughly the same average as the handicappers at Santa Anita, astrologers, and the guys who predict lower gasoline prices. Faith in the U.S. Meteorological Service does not run high in Los Angeles.

Magdalen Nabb (Italy) Death of an Englishman Death of a Dutchman Death in Springtime Death in Autumn The Marshal and the Madwoman The Marshal and the Murderer The Marshal's Own Case The Marshal Makes His Report The Marshal at the Villa Torrini Property of Blood Some Bitter Taste The Innocent Vita Nuova

Rebecca Pawel (1930s Spain) Death of a Nationalist Law of Return The Watcher in the Pine The Summer Snow

Large sums of money create a powerful reality-distortion field,

Bernie's idea of packing is to empty his drawers onto the floor and then push the suitcase in front of him, wide open, until it's full. When we get there he never has any sunglasses or toothpaste, but his books are packed alphabetically by author.

The day had darkened an f-stop or two.

visible, to keep me on track. When

Fortunately for writers, literary characters don't have unions.

these men signed up all those years ago for the full five-course meal, including the bitter dessert, and they got to this point without ever doing anything to push back from the table and use their lives to accomplish something useful.