Quotes from Harlan Coben

Fagbenle looked annoyed. "I'd like to continue my questioning." "And I'd like to tongue-bathe Hugh Jackman," Hester said, "so both of us are going to have to live with a little disappointment.

The butterfly effect. Change one thing, you change everything.

I ducked inside, my mind still numb. The stench came first, the acid smells of urine and the never-mistaken stink of fecal matter. Something was burning—I think I knew what—and the damp yellow odor of sweat seemed to be coming from the walls. But there was something else here. The smell, not of death, but of predeath, like gangrene, like something dying and decomposing while still breathing. The

You think, what, this country is a meritocracy? That we all start in the same place, all have the same chances? That's crap. I played college football. I was a running back. Was pretty good too. One day I realize that every guy who is trying to tackle me is on steroids. And every guy who is trying to take my position? Steroids. So I have a choice. I can take steroids too. Or I can stop competing." "Chick?

But Javier was so happy when Theo got in. Me, I was worried for Theo. How do you fit in at a place like that when you come from a place like this? It's almost like, I don't know, what do they call it when scuba divers come up too fast? The bends. It felt like that to me. I didn't say anything though. I'm not stupid. I could see what an opportunity this could be for Theo. You know what I mean?" "Yes, of course." "So

She didn't want Oren upset. This wasn't his fault, and he wasn't a young man anymore. No need to give him additional agita. She typed out a text to Oren: All good. Super busy. I'll call you later.

Some think that the brilliant comprehend the universe in a way the rest of us can't. They see the world how it truly is – and that reality is so horrible they lose their minds. Clarity leads to insanity.

Do you know anything about Darwin?" he asked. I thought the question was rhetorical, but he waited for an answer. I said, "Survival of the strongest, all that." "Not the strongest," he said. "That's the modern interpretation, and it's wrong. The key for Darwin was not that the strongest survive—the most adaptable do. See the difference?" I nodded.

It was a perverse offshoot of the Stockholm syndrome. Survival is the thing. The mind will twist to survive. Anything can become normal.

Vespa stepped in without saying hello. He still looked natty, still wearing a blazer that seemed to have been tailored by the gods, but the rest of him looked strangely unruly. His hair was always unkempt—that was his look—but there is a fine line between unkempt and not touched at all. It had crossed that line. His eyes were red. The lines around his mouth were deeper, more pronounced.

Lawrence laughed at that one like it was a Richard Pryor special.

The front door was open. Mrs. Seiden was standing there. And next to her, with his fingers digging into her upper arm, was the other man who'd chased him from the car. This guy was a few years older than Art Teacher and wore an ascot. An ascot, for crying out loud. He looked like Roger Healey from the old I Dream of Jeannie show. No

She hurt more than herself.

A friend of mine used to quote Sherlock Holmes a lot. I don't remember the exact words, but it warned that you shouldn't theorize before you have facts because then you twist facts to suit theories rather than the other way around. In short, we don't know enough.

Again: Myron Bolitar, Master of Deduction. If you prick him, does he not bleed? He

If prison teaches you one thing, it's how to deaden yourself. You show nothing. Ever. You never allow yourself anything, even an emotion, because it will either be exploited or taken away.

For a moment the words did not register. Grace just stood there, unable to move. It wasn't that she hadn't heard him—she had—but his words were so out of context, so out of place coming from this stranger's lips, that her brain could not really comprehend the significance. At

Matt rested his head against the bus window, the vibration working like a strange massage.

here, Rocco." "Just stay put," Rocco

If there were train tracks nearby, this neighborhood was on the wrong side of them.

Occam's razor. It states - that the simplest explanation is usually the right one.

The Internet make it easy to be deceptive. The Internet makes it easy to be anonymous and to lie and to keep terrible, destructive secrets from your loved ones.

There were usually protestors of some sort, but they looked more like actors in a nostalgic revival than genuine revolutionaries.

The high school had been built in the seventies and reeked of it. What had been considered sleek and modern had weathered like an old sci-fi movie set, like Logan's Run or something. The building was gray with fading aqua trim. It was the edificial equivalent of Cheez Whiz or a hockey player's mullet. There