A Savage Place Quotes

“L.A. It was a big sunny buffoon of a city; corny and ornate and disorganized but kind of fun. The last hallucination, the dwindled fragment of—what had Fitzgerald called it?—“the last and greatest of all human dreams.” It was where we’d run out of room, where the dream had run up against the ocean, and human voices woke us. Los Angeles was the butt end, where we’d spat it out with our mouths tasting of ashes, but a genial failure of a place for all of that.”
― Robert B. Parker, A Savage Place

“Candy nodded absently.
“Okay,” she said. “What shall I wear?”
“A gun,” I said.”
― Robert B. Parker, A Savage Place

“I do the best I can to approve and disapprove only of my own behavior. I don’t always succeed, but I try. I’m trying now and I’m going to keep at it.”
― Robert B. Parker, A Savage Place

“Few places are more charming than a quiet cocktail lounge in the middle of the day with the ice tinkling in the glasses and the starched look of a bartender’s white shirt and the clarity of the beer in the glass with the bubbles drifting up.”
― Robert B. Parker, A Savage Place

“Everything was elegant and cool, including Frederics, who was slicker than the path to hell.”
― Robert B. Parker, A Savage Place

“I had a Coors beer. I never cared for Adolph Coors’s politics, but I wasn’t sure I cared for anyone’s, and he made a nice beer. No carcinogens.”
― Robert B. Parker, A Savage Place