Sunsets did that here. Made you forget it was the smog that made their colors so brilliant, that behind every pretty picture there could be an ugly story.
So, what it's like, Terry? Being a father....It's like having a gun to your head all the time. Because I know if anything happens to her, anything, then my life is over.
Slowly, his eyes came up and he looked through the kitchen window and out through the Cahuenga Pass. The lights of Hollywood glimmered in the cut, a mirror reflection of the stars of all galaxies ever...
She’ll change. It’s like winning the lottery, man. Found money, more than she’ll ever need. And I guess that’s the point. More than she’ll ever need. You ever read those stories about people who win t...
She was on a roll and everybody knew it. It was what cops and prosecutors called being in the tube. It was a surfing reference. It meant they had ridden the case into the water tunnel where everything...
Please do, she said. My husband’s not going to believe this. Well, your husband may not be happy, because I’m not going to be able to lift those cabinets up and put them back. Don’t worry. He and his...
Okay, Mick. And for what it’s
My favourite quotes, Part Three-- from Michael Connelly's Harry Bosch seriesThe Closers
Los Angeles was the kind of place where everybody was from somewhere else and nobody really dropped anchor. It was a transient place. People drawn by the dream, people running from the nightmare. Twel...
Livingstone had said sympathy was no substitute for action. That was an essential brick in Bosch’s wall. He had built himself as a man of action and, at the moment when the integrity of his life’s wor...
Kids are amazing, as long as they have the push in the right direction at home. Lourdes
If you get into a game of talking to the media, you keep the story alive. Information is oxygen. Without it they die.
I have always had the suspicion that officers assigned to front desk duty were chosen by cunning supervisors because of their skills in obfuscation and disinformation.
He knew evil could never be vanquished. It just moved from one place to another and waited.
Harry, get an ambulance. I stood up and stepped back from the scene. I felt my chest growing tight, a clarity of thought coming over me. In all my years I had spoken for the dead many times. I had ave...
Farmers Market, one of his favorite places in the city.
Every day you fight death with life and what is more vital in life than the physical act of love?
Darkness waits. But it comes no matter what you do.
Civil unrest occurs when the feelings of overwhelming powerlessness hit critical mass.
Chapter 4