The discipline is based on one grisly fact: a corpse makes a good lunch.
It was a source of constant disappointment to Catherine Morland that her life did not more closely resemble her books. Or rather, that the books in which she found its likeness were so unexciting.
Her anger was a memory now. She didn't believe in bearing grudges.She believed in killing them where they lay.
Edwardian house in Worcester
Louring
You can't prove a negative. I can't prove there are no such thing as vampires any more than you can prove you're not a lesbian.
Sometimes, the only things that make you feel good are the same ones that worked when you were five. Yes, I slammed the door
It's a piece of cake, being a lawyer or a doctor or a computer systems analyst or an accountant. Libraries are full of books telling you how to do it. The only textbooks for private eyes are on fictio...
It had seemed a good idea at the time to order the furniture for her new home online from a chain retailer.
Any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind’.
Thought
Macerating what was left of the organs, ‘liver, a portion of the heart, a certain
You know it's a bad case when the only way you can catch up on your sleep is to get unconscious.
We make high demands on the people we expect to deliver justice, and we don’t always appreciate how much it eats away at them.
They both possessed a victimhood that had been conferred because they'd both been guilty of being female in a world where some men believed they deserved never to feel powerless.
The hardest thing about being a grown up is realizing there are no magic formulas to release the ones we love from pain. Maybe that's why I enjoy computer games so much; you get to be God.
It's only hunting you that keeps me from being you.
I told her you were probably here'. 'Thanks,' Tony said. 'Did I mention she thinks her brother's murder is my fault?
I failed her. And she's out of my life. I don't even know where she's living. What she's doing to get through the days. And I miss her. Every single day, I miss her.
His face seemed to be in retreat from a sharp nose, as if he’d been caught in the teeth of a gale at birth.