Quotes from John Grisham

Forget the taxpayers. I'm sure these lawyers here wouldn't mind passing the plate. Look, ask each side to put up a thousand dollars. We can charter a huge boat and have a wonderful time.

They don't advertise, and their names are never in the papers. I doubt if a member has been arrested in the past ten years. It's a small network, very tight and disciplined.

He took the law into his own hands, and he murdered two people. Planned it all, very carefully. Our legal system does not permit vigilante justice. Now, you can win the case, and if you do, justice will prevail. But if you lose it, justice will also prevail. Kind of a strange case, I guess. I just wish I had it.

Lacy said, "So, your story involves organized criminals, Indians who own casinos, and a crooked judge, all in bed together?" "That's a fair summary.

She was drained from the shock and fear of looking at the emotional wreckage of real humans, desperate people with little hope and looking to her for help.

There were small ones where more private matters were handled without juries, then there was the main courtroom on the second floor where lawyers battled like gladiators and judges ruled like kings. At

breath. "Yeah, one time Stu took him out behind the barn and they shot at targets. I don't know which gun they used. Stu had a bunch of them, you know? It didn't work out too well because Drew was afraid of guns and couldn't hit anything and Stu laughed at him.

Between 1818 and 1940, the state hanged eight hundred people, 80 percent of whom were black. Those, of course, were the judicial hangings for rapists and murderers who had been processed through the courts. During that same period of time, approximately six hundred black men were lynched by mobs operating outside the legal system and thoroughly immune from any of its repercussions

Writers are thieves, We steal stories. We steal names. We steal scenes. We observe the world and we take what we need and modify it.

Once a heavy smoker—a good portion of the smoke-stained windows and ceilings could be blamed on her—she had been battling lung cancer for the past three years but had yet to miss a full week of work.

nothing in Claudia's name.

Jak na ka?dej wojnie, prawda jest pierwsz? ofiar?.

The sixteen grand jurors sat around a long, square table

SHE CALLED HERSELF AMBER, WHICH ALONG WITH ALEXIS happened to be the two most popular acquired names among strippers and whores in the French Quarter.

Native American" is a politically correct creation of clueless white people who feel better using it, when in reality the Native Americans refer to themselves as Indians and snicker at those of us who don't

He was a quiet man, not lonely and not shy, but cerebral and serious.

What did you talk

bad press. And there is really no way Noose can force the county to pay more than a thousand bucks. If the supervisors dig in, and they will, we're screwed." She nodded as if she understood, took another sip, and eventually said, "Lovely.

Speedy was kicked back in his favorite chair, cap pulled down over his eyes, mouth open, dead to the world.

Girls, murder trials, secret witnesses. Life was suddenly very complicated.

to the McDover case. She agreed but doubted seriously if she would comply, even though her appetite for risk had been severely diminished. As agreed, Wilton met her near the front entrance and they found a quiet table in a coffee bar at the

There was once a Dixie Mafia, a Redneck Mafia, a Texas Mafia, all similar gangs of thugs. It looks like most of them were long on legend and short on criminal efficiency. Just a bunch of Bubbas who liked to sell whiskey and break legs.

She was forty-one years old, and she was tired. But the fatigue would pass. The old dreams of full-time motherhood and a cushy retirement were forever forgotten.

But, Lucien, he was not insane, and there's no way I can find some bogus psychiatrist to say he was. He planned it meticulously, every detail.