Moonflower Murders (Susan Ryeland #2)

by Anthony Horowitz

I sometimes felt that the distance between me and bankruptcy could be measured by the froth on a free cappuccino.

You’re always thinking ahead, planning for the future. You never actually sit back and enjoy what you have.’

We’d always had a difficult, edgy relationship and if I’d gone to have a quiet chat at the gravestone there was every chance it would have turned into a quarrel.

‘To live in prison is to live without mirrors. To live without mirrors is to live without the self.’

Part of it was a feeling I often get when I stay in other people’s houses: a sense of crossing a line, of intrusion.

Things had been going so well until they had started going badly and then everything had turned upside down at once.

The greatest evil occurs when people, no matter what their aims or their motives, become utterly convinced that they are right.’

You had no sense of shame, no morality. You just did what you did and moved on.’

He had known then, not that he had ever doubted it, that even if God existed He preferred not to listen, and all the stars, crosses and crescent moons in the world would not make an iota of difference.