Lethal White (Cormoran Strike, #4)

by Robert Galbraith

Because men’s crimes are always ours in the final analysis, aren’t they, Mr. Strike? Ultimate responsibility always lies with the woman, who should have stopped it, who should have acted, who must have known. Your failings are really our failings, aren’t they? Because the proper role of the woman is carer, and there’s nothing lower in this whole world than a bad mother.”

Life had taught him that a great and powerful love could be felt for the most apparently unworthy people, a circumstance that ought, after all, to give everybody consolation.

How often were you aware, while it happened, that you were living an hour that would change the course of your life forever?

“You can bloody hate someone and still wish they gave a shit about you and hate yourself for wishing it.”