Quotes from Lee Child

He dropped by the office, to pay for another night's stay. He always rented rooms one night at a time, even when he knew he was going to hang out in a place longer. It was a reassuring habit. A comforting ritual, intended to confirm his absolute freedom to move on.

In principle the most vulnerable, but he wasn't worried. Sheer rage would overcome any theoretical tactical disadvantage.

Easy. Just start counting. One, two, three, four, five, six. And so on. You don't hit a letter A until you get to a hundred and one. You can even do it real fast and still get nowhere near ninety-nine inside a minute.

perfectly clear. To me, and to

desperate. How could fiction help? Which it had to

flipped backward from the appendix and started looking

The guy froze for an imperceptible period, just a blink of time, thinking as fast as he was about to act, and then he swooped down, twisting, his right hand whipping through a long arc, aiming to snatch up the gun and grab it tight and whirl it away to safety.

mileage on their clocks and scalps on their belts.

communication is theoretically very difficult. They think we

down somewhere after getting rid of the

Walker nodded. 'I will,' he said. 'I

require prints. Banks, retailers, people

No, I'm a man with a rule. People leave me alone, I leave them alone. If they don't, I don't

He rolled the bloodied tape into a cylinder

The driver was closer, which was good, because he had seemed to be the take-charge guy. The senior figure. He would have the key. In his suit coat pocket, probably. On the left. Because he was right-handed. He would have held his gun in his right and blipped the fob with his left.

One hundred and eighty minutes, not a second more, not a second less. Time and tide wait for no man. The Navy was built on all kinds of bullshit like that.

gorgeous September day. The bright sun turned it into a fantasy.

wooden visitor chair polished to a high shine by a thousand pairs of pants.

If you see something scary you should stand up and walk toward it. Not away from it. Instinctively, reflexively, in a raging fury.

The live guy had suspiciously little in his pockets. And what he had was a little suspicious.

Human nature. The driver had pulled in during what had obviously been an uproar. Yet he had gone right ahead and popped the trunk. Because he was eager. He couldn't wait. He wanted the praise and the plaudits.

and was lost to sight. I turned around and got set to head

A little bit, I guess. But for me it's mostly the eyes. Either there's someone home or there isn't. Either you want to knock on that door or you don't.

Quitting eating was one thing. Coffee was a whole different thing entirely.