Quotes from Robert B. Parker

This thing is going down so good there's not enough O's in smooth.

Well, I give you credit for optimism

What we have here," I said, "is a roomful of culprits, with varying levels of culpritude.

walked out without a word. Fogarty nodded at Petrocelli

Perhaps you will want time to digest what we've discussed," she

here hadn't said he knew you, I'da run you in already. The

smiled at me again, a smile perfectly capable of launching a thousand ships and very likely to burn the topless towers of Ilium. We

Suki and I danced a

I drank some whiskey. When you've been nursing it out of a bottle neck, a glass and ice seems like being on the wagon.

I peeked under the covers. Susan was naked except for a pair of thick white athletic socks.

Susan came down the hall in a white dress that fit her well. She looked like she was receiving an Academy Award for stunningness. I

How about, you never act like a jerk when you're working," Jenn said. Jesse nodded. "It's why I work," he said.

Susan came into the living room with her cowboy boots on and no other clothes. "Howdy," I said.

from Arlington Street and onto the bridge. He had his hands in his coat pockets. "You Spenser?" he said. "Yes.

Who is he?" "Jiminy Cricket," I said. "He hangs around to make

Quirk was still staring out the window. "I'm trying to keep hold of this thing," he said. "The guy isn't going to stop and

I was struggling happily with my ribs. Normally I ended up with barbecue sauce in my socks when I ate ribs, but I always figured they were worth it.

Mary Lou Buckman and I sat in the first booth, and I, mindful of Wild Bill Hickok, sat facing the door.

Finally it was probably less the poverty that bred crime than the sour stench of racism that hung over anyplace where people are separated out by kind.

I explained to the desk sergeant who I was, and he got so excited at one point that he glanced up at me for a moment before he went back to writing in a spiral notebook.

But a lot of people got married so they could fuck six times a week. Then in a while they only felt like fucking once a week and had to talk to each other in between. Created a lot of drunks.

The ways of the Lord," I said, "are often dark, but never pleasant.

Susan had decided to sit by the pool at the hotel with a copy of a book by Alice Miller called The Drama of the Gifted Child.

One of Spenser's rules of detection is: Never poke around on an empty stomach. So I unpacked, got my gun, and went down for a club sandwich and