Quotes About Bowen

Bowen! she cried. Your knife!

Is all this necessary?" Bowen wanted to know. "Perhaps not," Wolfe allowed, "but I'm exposing a murderer and claim a measure of indulgence. You must have expected to spend hours here. Am I tedious?" "Go ahead.

expected to find you dead. But I entrusted you to the care of Saint Rita.

And there in front of me was the chubby form of Gussie Gormsley, son of a newspaper magnet.

Bowen looked nervously about for peasants. It would be unendurable if they all turned out to be full of instinctive wisdom and natural good manners and unself-conscious grace and a deep, articulate understanding of death.

I think the whole glue of Search Party' is this idea of victimhood.

The way downhill, into the bottomless incredulity which is despair, was incandescent with flowering chestnut trees.

In a library in a staid South Coast resort of retirees

You think I exaggerate." "At the moment—" "Well, this sort of moment never really stops . . .

I'm on a strict gossip diet. No gossip websites, no gossip magazines. Otherwise, I find it paralyzing to exist.

My darling father gave me some decent getaway sticks - my legs are OK.

The rain it raineth on the just       And also on the unjust fella;       But chiefly on the just, because       The unjust steals the just's umbrella. —Charles, Baron Bowen