Quotes from Robert B. Parker

Colombians have been dealing with cocaine since your ancestors were running around Ireland with their bodies painted blue," Kingsley said.

It's awful to be alone, Jesse." "If you can't be alone," Jesse said

Thing about getting a place with a great view," Hawk said, "is, after you moved in and looked at the great view for a few days, you get used to it and it ain't a great view anymore. It just what you look at out your window.

There was a blackberry pie which the counterman claimed his wife made, and I ate two pieces. He had married well.

The young man void of understanding may be depended upon to fall into the ditch of debauchery without much pushing, and

I sat and looked up at the blue sky and across at the blank windows for a long time. A woman I'd once cared about had worked in anadvertising agency over there. Sometimes, when the sun came at them from a different angle, I could see through the windows across the street and watch her moving about her office. Agency was gone now. Maybe the whole building was gone, replaced by a new one. It was hard to remember.

Analogy," Susan said. "Hawk's world is not like anyone else's." I nodded. "So asking Hawk about Thanksgiving is like asking a fish about a bicycle," Susan said.

There were worse things than being in love with two women. Better than being in love with none.

This place is so Cambridge," Susan said, "it gives me goose bumps." "Cambridge give you goose bumps?" I said to Hawk. "Hives," Hawk said.

You and Galileo," I said. "Didn't he throw his balls off the leaning tower?" Quirk Said.

Back down to the ghetto again," I said. "Good for you," Hawk said. "Give you a chance to be a minority." "I like you," I said. "I am a minority.

Susan was on the West Coast with a guy friend. That was the bad news. The

Belson had finished his Boston cream and was now selecting a strawberry-frosted donut with multicolored sprinkles on it. "You're going to eat that?" I said. "Sure." "You got no taste in donuts, Frank." "I must have," Frank said. "I'm a cop.

I want her with me," I said, "and more than that, I want her to want to be with me.

before she disappeared.

Susan laughed. I always loved the sound of her laughter. And to have caused it was worth the west side of heaven.

You do the best you can and you deal with the consequences. It's all there is.

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

Rachel drank some more bourbon. "What I am trying to do," she said, "is to thank you. And to say it as genuinely as I can. I do thank you. I will remember as long as I live when you came into the room and got me, and I will always remember when you killed them, and I was glad, and you came and we put our arms around each other. And I will always remember that you cried.

Freedom of the press is a flaming sword," I said. "Use it wisely, hold it high, guard it well.

Stop the whining and get to work!

Don't be ordinary, Suze," I said. "We're not ordinary. No one else is like us.

last I looked appeared to be turning the place into a Marin County whorehouse.

I kissed her. There is excitement in a new kiss, but there is a quality of memory and intimacy in kissing someone you've kissed often before. I liked the quality. Maybe continuity is better than change.