Quotes from John Grisham

Her shoes were short heels, open toe, no straps, red leather, high-class-tart stuff.

The police have the killer. To relieve the enormous pressure on them, and to begin the process of poisoning public opinion, and to establish the presumption of guilt, they are manipulating the press, as always. A leak here and there and cameras show up to capture the face that everyone has been desperate to see. The "journalists" chase their tails

And, you are no doubt familiar with the 1983 Supreme Court decision, the name escapes me right now, in which the Court ruled that before a person can be thrown in jail for not paying a fine it must be proven that he or she was willfully not paying. In other words, he could pay but he refused. All this and more, right?

Hello, Jenny," he said. She was very pretty and young and Theo was in love. He would marry Jenny tomorrow if he could, but his age and her husband complicated things. Plus, she was pregnant, and this bothered Theo, though he mentioned it to no one.

I don't trust judges. Perhaps it's the nature of my profession. I like knockouts, not decisions.

the cutthroat world

It's amazing how lies grow. You start with a small one that seems easy to cover, then you get boxed in and tell another one. Then another. People believe you at first, and they act upon your lies, and you catch yourself wishing you'd simply told the truth.

His book, The Dreams of Ada, was published by Viking in April 1987 and was greatly anticipated by the town.

two murders and a man named Junior Mace, who is now sitting on death row at Starke.

Greed is a strange animal

But Paul has a problem. He has a tumor in the right frontal lobe of his brain, about the size of a hen's egg.

Is she schizophrenic?" Joel asked. "I don't think so. For the most part, she understands reality and does not engage in false beliefs, with the exception of an occasional bout of paranoia. She does not hear voices. It is difficult to determine how she would act in social settings since she has not been released from here. But, no, I do not diagnose your mother as schizophrenic. Severely depressed, yes.

Massive layoffs at financial firms. Banks refusing to lend while other banks were closing their doors. Congress chasing its tail. Obama blaming Bush. McCain/Palin blaming the Democrats.

The faster I ran, the faster the llama ran. I could hear the monkey squealing, having fun, I guess.

Why bother with a trial? If the cops can't convict with evidence, they use the media to convict with suspicion.

I have neither the talent nor the patience for the usual mating rituals—the stalking, the accidental encounters, the blind dates, the silly gifts, the awkward phone calls, the referrals from friends, the endless Internet chatting. Nor do I have the guts to go online and lie about myself to strange women. And, I fear I'm forever scorched and gun-shy from the Judith disaster. How can one human possess so much meanness? Naomi

the man, Jeff, to step away from the airplane.

You've been hurt by every person you ever cared for, except Abby. You raised yourself, and in doing so became self-reliant and independent. You don't need the firm. You can leave it. You're hardened and calloused beyond your years. And you're smart enough to pull it off, Mitch. You won't get caught. That's why we picked you.

Ms Finney shared an office on the third floor with several other court reporters. Their software system was called Veritas. Theo had hacked into it before when he had been curious about something that happened in court. It was not a secure system because the information was available in open court. Anyone could walk into the courtroom and watch the trial. Anyone, of course, who was not confined by the rigors of middle school.

child is not born with the tendency to neglect; it has to be acquired.

The children learned English, taught it to their parents, and rarely spoke the mother tongues at home.

everything is carefully designed to make people crave the food that looks far more delicious on the walls than on the tables.

At times he thinks like a terrorist, then he cries like a little child. - Reggie Love

a horse eatin' corn," Butch piled on instantly. Raymond