01UndatedHow easy it was to capitalize on a person’s own bent for self-destruction; how simple to nudge them into non-being, then to stand back and shrug and agree that it had been the inevitable result of a chaotic, catastrophic life.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
04UndatedThe dead could only speak through the mouths of those left behind, and through the signs they left scattered behind them.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
05Undated...writers are a savage breed, Mr. Strike. If you want life-long friendship and selfless camaraderie, join the army and learn to kill. If you want a lifetime of temporary alliances with peers who will glory in your every failure, write novels.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
07UndatedHe had spent much of his childhood perched on the coast, with the taste of salt in the air: this was a place of woodland and river, mysterious and secretive in a different way from St. Mawes, the little town with its long smuggling history, where colorful houses tumbled down to the beach.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
08UndatedHe wondered fleetingly how many people who sat alone for hours as they scribbled their stories practiced talking about their work during their coffee breaks....Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
10UndatedCouples tended to be of roughly equivalent personal attractiveness, though of course factors such as money often seemed to secure a partner of significantly better looks than oneself.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
11UndatedThe whole world's writing novels, but nobody's reading them. We need readers. More readers. Fewer writers.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
12UndatedShe wuz depressed. Yeah, she wuz on stuff for it. Like me. Sometimes it jus' takes you over. It's an illness," she said, although she made the words sound like "it's uh nillRobert Galbraith / quote ↗
13UndatedIt's an illness," she said, although she made the words sound like "it's uh nillness." Nillness, thought Strike, for a second distracted. Sometimes illness turned slowly to nillness, as was happening to Bristow's mother... sometimes nillness rose to meet you out of nowhere, like a concrete road slamming your skull apart.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
14UndatedIn the depths of his tiredness, surrounded by these blank, sheep-like visages, he found himself pondering the accidents that had brought all of them into being. Every birth was, viewed properly, mere chance. With a hundred million sperm swimming blindly through the darkness, the odds against a person becoming themselves were staggering.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
15UndatedThere were friends all over London who would welcome his eagerly to their homes, who would throw open their guest rooms and their fridges, eager to condole and to help. The price of all of those comfortable beds and home-cooked meals, however, would be to sit at kitchen tables, once the clean-pajamaed children were in bed, and relive the filthy final battle with Charlotte, submitting to the outraged sympathy and pity of his friends' girlfriends and wives. To this he preferred grim solitude, a Pot Noodle and a sleeping bag.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
16UndatedHers was the kind of family that commissioned painters to immortalize its young: a background utterly alien to Strike, and one he had come to know like a dangerous foreign country.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
17UndatedIn spite of her plainness that would have made wallflowers of other women, she radiated a great sense of self-importance.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
18UndatedMatthew would not like this, she had said. He would have liked it even less had he know how much Strike had liked it.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
19UndatedOne of the earliest and most vivid memories of Robin’s childhood was of the day that the family dog had been put down. She herself had been too young to understand what her father was saying; she took the continuing existence of Bruno, her oldest brother’s beloved Labrador, for granted. Confused by her parents’ solemnity, she had turned to Stephen for a clue as to how to react, and all security had crumbled, for she had seen, for the first time in her short life, happiness and comfort drain out of his small and merry face, and his lips whiten as his mouth fell open. She had heard oblivion howling in the silence that preceded his awful scream of anguish, and then she had cried, inconsolably, not for Bruno, but for the terrifying grief of her brother.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
20UndatedFancourt can't write women,' said Nina dismissively. 'He tries but he can't do it. His women are all temper, tits and tampons.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
22UndatedWho was more conscious than the soldier of capricious fortune, of the random roll of the dice?Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
23UndatedHard to remember these days that there was a time you had to wait for the ink and paper reviews to see your work excoriated. With the invention of the internet, any subliterate cretin can be Michiko Kakutani.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
24UndatedStrike was becoming steadily more taciturn, his expression brooding. Robin wondered whether this was because he was hungry—he was a man who needed regular sustenance to maintain an equable mood—or for some darker reason.Robert Galbraith / quote ↗
