If a writer knows what he or she is doing, I'll go along for the ride. If he or she doesn't... well, I'm in my fifties now, and there are a lot of books out there. I don't have time to waste with the poorly written ones.

You pay for what you get, you own what you pay for... and sooner or later whatever you own comes back home to you.

Murder is like potato chips: you can't stop with just one.

To the devil with false modesty.

I think you're a taker. You've always been one. It's like God left some part of you out when He built you inside of me.

When a man has died, he wants you to know about it.

He had never been a social man. He had shunned causes with contempt and disgust. They were for pig-simple suckers and people with too much time and money on their hands.