Quotes from Harlan Coben

Everything," she said. Her mouth tightened. "Stewart Green was a psychopath. He stalked me. He beat me. He threatened to kill me." "Why?" "What part of the word 'psychopath' confused you?

Another male patron skulked around the back like he was in the adult movie area at his local video store. Again

Children view their parents as both intrepid and omnipotent—yet here their parents are, gazing up at me, the doctor, with a fear-filled longing normally reserved for religious rapture. What

Judith was a beautiful woman. She was petite with big round eyes and dainty, doll-like features. She looked younger than her years. There had been some work done—Botox, maybe a little something around the eyes—but it was tasteful, and most of her youthful appearance was due either to genetics or her daily yoga routine. Her figure still drew second glances. Men were drawn to her big-time—looks, brains, money—but if she dated, Maya didn't know about it. "I

You look like several large orangutans made you their love slave." Ah

There was an awkwardness to him, a stoicism that most people, with their need for appearances and fake smiles, found off-putting. Shane couldn't handle small talk or the excess bullshittery of modern society. When

His black-to-gray beard was unruly enough to nest beetle larvae, his hair curled like something out of a bad production of Godspell.

Every relationship has fissures and cracks. That doesn't mean it's meaningless or bad or even wrong. We know that everything in our lives is complex and gray. Yet we somehow expect our relationships to never be anything but simple and pure.

In most relationships, one partner has more control than the other. It was just the natural order of things. Perfect balance was a hard thing to find. In their case, Jessica currently had the upper

Don't go playing hero," he said. "Just find out if he's there. Something gets out of hand, you get out of there pronto." "Okay." "And we should have a code word. Something you say if you need me." Esperanza nodded, feigning seriousness. "If I say the words premature ejaculation, it means I want you to come.

The media, an entity with the collective attention span of a Twinkie-filled two-year-old, immediately focused on this shiny new toy, kicking the old one under the bed. Carlson

?piewa?, ?e mo?emy by? tacy, jak oni, jak Romeo i Julia. Innymi s?owy - martwi.

Some secret. Myron was still hoping to bump into someone above the equator who didn't know about it.

Chloe barked at a movement in the bush. A squirrel sprinted across the street. Chloe growled and feigned a chase. The squirrel stopped and turned back toward us. Chloe barked a boy-you're-lucky-I'm-on-a-leash sound. She didn't mean it. Chloe was a pure thoroughbred wimp. Kiss

the grandmothers interrogated one another, measuring their own children and grandchildren against the competition, seeking an opponent's weakness and any conversational opening to jab forward with tales of offspring heroics, no one really listening, just preparing for the next frontal assualt, familial pride getting confused with self-worth and desperation.

The danger of video games was that they shut the world out. The beauty of video games was that they shut the world out. Sally

There were some night paths the mind was better off not traversing;

They watched a repeat of Frasier on Channel 11. The show was starting to grow on them both.

The young family who'd moved into the Miller home had gotten rid of the Millers' trademark overflowing flower boxes. The new owners of the Davis place had ripped out those wonderful shrubs Bob Davis had worked on every weekend. It all reminded Myron of an invading army ripping down the flags of the conquered.

Well now everything dies, baby that's a fact. But maybe everything that dies, someday comes back. — Bruce Springsteen, "Atlantic City

There are those rare moments in life- when you feel that jolt and it feels great and it hurts like hell, but you're feeling, really feeling and suddenly colors seem brighter and sounds have more clarity and foods taste better and you never, not even for a minute, stop thinking about him and you know, just know that he is feeling exactly the same way about you

When I got off the phone with Rachel, I called Ema and filled her in on the plan. I wanted to get an update on Spoon, but, one, I didn't know who to call, and, two, I didn't want to be distracted. Spoon had made it clear: There was nothing I could do for him. I had to concentrate on finding the truth. I

What I mean is, everything is pretty much decided by the time these children leave here and enter kindergarten. I can tell who will be successful and who will fail, who will end up happy and who will end up in prison, and ninety percent of the time I'm right. Maybe Hollywood and video games have an influence, I don't know.

I turned to Otto. "Why the hell did you hit him like that?" Otto looked back at me with eyes that sent a chill straight through my heart. They were lifeless eyes, not the slightest hint of light behind them. It was as though I were looking into the eyes of an inanimate object—the eyes of an end table, maybe, or a cardboard box. From