Susurrant
Rage, rage!’ shouted Bryant, picking up his walking stick and waving it like a pirate cutlass. ‘Rage against the dying of the light!’ ‘Has he been at the sherry?’ Renfield looked nonplussed. ‘No,’ sai...
Old age should burn and rave at close of day.
You can forgive a lot when a dim day has a happy ending.
I suppose the worst thing isn't that there might be nothing after death, but that there might be nothing before it.
Bryant lurched away from the kerb and out into the traffic without bothering to look or signal. He’d come to anticipate the chorus of horns greeting his entry into the traffic stream, rather as bugles...
Our imperative to protect life should override all regulations set in place by passing politicians. Everyone needs a place they can call home. It should be as fundamental a right as freedom of speech.
Phobias are powerful vehicles for aggressive feelings. They condense anxiety. Intrusive phobias aren’t part of general personalities, they just kick in at key moments. They’re a defence against intens...
We’re the police, we don’t thump people.
Pretend you’re in the Met. You don’t catch them thinking
I know how the world works. Business decisions are not made for the good of the people, but for the sake of profit, loyalty and expedience.
Gathered together in this fashion, Jerry could see that the Whitstables possessed certain common physical characteristics, including wayward teeth, large earlobes, and the sort of stress-related blotc...
Trouser turn-up
Three deaths—by snakebite, by explosion, by razor. What next? Death by hot air balloon? Cannon? Trident?
The public house is virtually the country’s last unassailable place, now that so many churches lock their doors. For hundreds of years it has occupied a unique position in our culture. What’s the one...
It’s hardly a wonder that they call London the most elusive city in the world. Its character changes from one street to the next. There’s no rhyme or reason, no pattern to the place. You could take si...
Do you want me to come to the hospital? she offered.Bryant's blue eyes widened. Good Lord, no, why would you want to do that? I'll take a paperback. Reading a book is the finest way of attaining inner...
What humanity wants most is crude sensation.Really? I thought what humanity wanted most was dignity.
There can be no supernatural elements, no secret passages, no imaginary poisons, no Chinamen, no twins, no mystical intuitive powers, and the detective himself can’t have done it. To them I would add...
The young detective possessed that peculiar ability more common to elderly men, which produces negative energy around electrical equipment, turning even the most basic appliances into weapons of destr...