Quotes from Lee Child

in the record. People would quickly forget our reason

Mucus drip might do it, or a very mild strep virus.

want to die peacefully in my sleep like Grandpa. Not screaming in terror like his passengers.

I took an oath. Same as you did. All enemies, foreign and domestic. Looks like I've got one of each here. Plato, and whoever his bent cop is." "Your oath lapsed." "It never lapses.

We investigate, we prepare, we execute. We find them, we take them down, and then we piss on their ancestors' graves." 25 The Chateau Marmont was a bohemian old pile on Sunset, near the foot of Laurel Canyon.

if you can't attack at one end you have to defend at the other.

It needs permission, from deep down in the ancient part of the brain, where fundamental inhibitions are either enforced or relaxed. It needs the shooter to really, really, truly believe: This is OK. This is your enemy. You're better than him. You're the best in the world. Anyone who challenges you deserves to die. Most guys have an off switch. But Kott's didn't close all

My name is Jack Reacher," I said. "No middle name. No address.

him. If your balls were in a vise, better that it wasn't Neagley's hand on the lever. The guy caved and agreed within ten minutes.

You produce the right results for the wrong reasons, then." I nodded. "But I try to do the right thing. I think the reasons don't really matter. Whatever, I like to see the right thing done.

You can't find him, can you?" I said. "You're useless, Kliner. You're a useless piece of shit. You think you're some kind of a smart guy, but you can't find Hubble. You couldn't find your asshole if I gave you a mirror on a stick.

Nevada Barr, author of The Rope "This

My friend?" she said. A neutral kind of accent. Regular American. The kind he heard everywhere.

And no soldier does more than he has to. No soldier ever has, since Alexander the Great first put his army together. Initiative in the ranks usually ends in tears. Especially where live ammunition is involved. And civilians.

seen any anywhere else. So he

I'm always happy," he said. "Always was, always will be.

old man. He turned his head and looked north and south along the road and then craned his thick neck to glance back over his shoulder at the college gate. He was thirty yards away from me. The college gate itself was purely a ceremonial thing. Two tall brick pillars just rose up from a long expanse of tended lawn behind the sidewalk. Connecting the pillars was a high double gate made from iron bars bent

No," I said. "Not really. I don't really care about the little guy. I just hate the big guy. I hate big smug people who think they can get away with things.

I had rambling on my mind.

Plus paranoid. You can bet they did the exact same things on eighteen and twenty. Which would make their buffer zones virtually impregnable.

How old are these

I'm wide open to ideas, Agent

Jed Starmer finally admitted that he'd been right the first time. Riding a bike was a total pain in the ass. It was a pain in the ass. The calves. The thighs. The back. The shoulders. The neck. In pretty much every part of his body. Jed had never been so uncomfortable in his entire life. All he could think was, People do this for fun? What the hell is wrong with them?

just because of her connections. That had nothing to do with it. Holly was Holly. And if layer number three was what McGrath wanted