Michael Robotham > Michael's Quotes

“I have been visited by every shade of grief and know that it doesn't come in black or white”
― Michael Robotham, Say You're Sorry

“She is more memory than reality. She belongs to a time of teenage crushes, first kisses, crowded lecture halls and smoky pubs. Even if she had lived, we might have had nothing in common except the past.”
― Michael Robotham, The Night Ferry

“You know its going to be a bad day when you are having a prostate examination and you feel both of your doctor's hands on your shoulders!”
― Michael Robotham, Suspect

“Did you ever see the Truman Show?...Well sometimes I think I’m Truman. I think the whole world is watching me. My life has been created by someone else’s expectations. Everything is a façade. The walls are plywood and the furniture is papier-mâché. And then I think that if I could just run fast enough, I’d get around the next corner and find the back lot of the film set. But I can never run fast enough. By the time I arrive, they’ve built another street… and another.”
― Michael Robotham, Suspect

“The thirst for knowledge is like a piece of ass you know you shouldn't chase; in the end, you chase it just the same.”
― George Pelecanos, Down by the River Where the Dead Men Go

“If the storytellers told it true, all stories would end in death.”
― George Pelecanos

“Love was an accident waiting to happen, he decided. It was like throwing a parachute out of a plane and jumping after it, convinced that you could catch it on the way down. He was falling but it didn’t feel like a death plummet.”
― Michael Robotham, Life or Death

“We get given our faces, thinks Audie, but we inherit our lives, our happiness and our unhappiness. Some get a lot, some get a little. Some savor every morsel and suck the marrow out of every bone. We take pleasure in the sound of rain, the smell of cut grass, the smiles of strangers, the feeling of dawn on a hot day. We learn things and realize we can never know more than we don’t know. We catch love like a cold and cling to it like wreckage in a storm.”
― Michael Robotham, Life or Death

“Resentment is like swallowing a poison and waiting for the other person to die.”
― Michael Robotham, Life or Death

“He didn’t lead anyone on, or make any promises. Instead he conveyed a sense of calm and equanimity, like a man who had banished from his life all superfluous sentiment, all longings and all patience for the nonessential. He was like Yoda, Buddha and the Gladiator all rolled into one.”
― Michael Robotham, Life or Death

“Life is short. Love is vast. Live like there's no tomorrow.”
― Michael Robotham, Life or Death

“Audie was the cleverest man Moss had ever met. He was Yoda. He was Gandalf. He was Morpheus. Now he’d become a walking suicide note.”
― Michael Robotham, Life or Death

“If I gave up sarcasm that would leave interpretive dance as my only way of communicating.”
― Michael Robotham, Life or Death

“She looked over a shoulder, a gesture he would never get over, a moment fixed in his mind—the perfection of her skin, the music in her laughter; her eyes brown in places that brown could only dream of reaching. And he knew at that precise moment that he would always yearn for Belita, whether they spent their lives together or if they parted that evening and he never saw her again.”
― Michael Robotham, Life or Death

“Closing his eyes, he feels the weight of the angel as she straddles his thighs. She leans forward, her breath on his cheek, her lips close to his ear, whispering, ‘Remember your promise.”
― Michael Robotham, Life or Death

“To their west a jungle of clouds has swallowed the sun before it dips below the horizon. It’s like watching a flame burn through a soggy piece of newspaper.”
― Michael Robotham, Life or Death

“...nothing is black and white except for mathematics and pandas.”
― Michael Robotham, Close Your Eyes

“Do you know that if you close your eyes really tightly, so you can see stars, when you open them again it's a brand new world.”
― Michael Robotham, Suspect

“The victim was white, in his early thirties, five feet eleven inches tall, ten and a half stone in weight, and in good physical condition. The last part always irritated Banks: how could a corpse ever be in good physical condition ?”
― Peter Robinson, The Hanging Valley