He was a worn-out old man whose eyes had quit caring about anything but the odds on three-year-olds.
No matter what happens in the world, there will always be the need for heroes.
There is no end of things in the heart.
Bosch always thought that if you started with the assumption that murder is an unreasonable action, then how could there ever be a fully.
Nobody should grow old.” “And everybody should get the chance.
Somebody once called the media the merchants of chaos.
When people think they have discovered or earned a certain knowledge on their own, they are more apt to hold on to it.
King retired about five years ago and moved to East Bumfuck, Idaho – somewhere out in the woods with no phone and no internet. He went completely off the grid. She.
It is in the instinctual interpretation of voice and personality that we form our judgments of others. Nothing beats that. Not fingerprints, not DNA, not the pointed finger of an eyewitness.
Past the dam the city spread out in a blanket of a million lights, which shimmered in the cool evening air like floating dreams.
A man who looks guilty is found guilty.
It is an amazing thing to be able to hold everything that is important to you in one arm.
Dirty four. It’s what some geneticists call the DRD4 gene.
Little pieces of grace were everywhere if you looked.
He knew that in his internal universe, there was a mission etched in a secret language, like drawings on the wall of an ancient cave, that gave him his direction and meaning. It could not be altered and it would always be there to guide him to the right path.
I felt sympathy for her but not too much. Idealism dies hard with everybody.
I mean like with the love of your life. Everybody’s got one person out there. One bullet. And if you’re lucky in life, you get to meet that person. And once you do, once you’re shot through the heart, then there’s nobody else. No matter what happens – death, divorce, infidelity, whatever – nobody else can ever come close. That’s the single-bullet theory.
He also knew that if he waited, somehow he would see, that there was lost light in all places of darkness, and if he found it, it would save him.
She was cremated.
When you have more to look back at than forward to, you start thinking about the things you’ve done.