Quotes from Josh Lanyon

All you had to do was flip through a couple of titles in the cozy-mystery section to know that evil lurked in the cutest, quaintest corners of the universe.

Tomorrow he would be laughing at himself. Hopefully not from heaven.

She began to cry. But it is the gift of Shaolin master girl arguers to cry and fight at the same time.

a hotshot rising star on the force who figured he had all the answers—mostly because he had still not come across the really big questions.

Time heals … if you let it. Big if.

Nothing so simple nor yet so intense as a kiss between lovers. The Boy with the Painful Tattoo

Mrs. Smith looked confused. She looked to Mrs. Nelson, who pleasantly but determinedly attempted to stare down Ellery. Ellery wasn't having any of it. He stared back. Mrs. Nelson was not to be outdone. She beetled her brows in disapproval. Ellery delivered the coup de grâce and arched one eyebrow. Defeated, Mrs. Nelson slumped back in her chair.

There was nothing like working law enforcement for a few years to give you a jaded view of human nature. No matter how well you thought you knew someone, no one ever entirely knew anyone else.

There are things that change you forever, things you can't unknow. Love was one of those things.

Police business is a hell of a problem. It's a good deal like politics. It asks for the highest type of men, and there's nothing in it to attract the highest type of men.

Just so you know,If I have to be shackled to someone, I'd choose you everytime.

Of course I want you there. But…we're Irish. We get drunk and say stupid things. I can't guarantee that someone there tonight won't say something stupid." It was tempting to answer, "I'm English. We stay sober, kick ass, and enslave your lot for eight hundred years." That would not have reduced his stress level any.

Welcome to the closet, I thought, is it dark in here or is just me

How the hell could you be homesick for a place that had never been home?

I can't "Think of a nicer way to commit suicde." That's good."I can't think of a better way to commit murder

Were those really going to be the final words of fiction I wrote?

One thing I'd learned the hard way: people loved you in the way they knew how — and often it was not the way you knew. Or needed.

Was floozy the kind of job that required good references? Matt doubted it, but he refrained from saying so.

Doors, windows, walls…none of those mattered to a ghost. I'd read plenty of Goosebumps. I knew these things.

maybe that was what grown-up life was really about. Doing what everyone else thought you should do.

I asked you to move in with me. That's what I want. I don't need an excuse. The excuse was for your sake.

We sat in silence for minutes more before Guy said abruptly, "We're wasting our time. Did you want to grab dinner?" He started the Miata's engine. Stakeout Rule #1. Bring your own car or rent your own car. Do not rely on other people and their dwindling patience for your ride.

I couldn't do this on my own. And like D.H. Lawrence said, We've got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.

Not that I believe throwing money at a problem solves the problem — unless the problem is lack of money.