Career of Evil Quotes

“You could find beauty nearly anywhere if you stopped to look for it, but the battle to get through the days made it easy to forget that this totally cost-free luxury existed.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“I do," said Robin in a ringing voice, looking straight into the eyes, not of her stony-faced new husband, but of the battered and bloodied man who had just sent her flowers crashing to the floor.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“Those who did not know the ocean well forgot its solidity, its brutality.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“Men looked so tragic when they cried.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“He was not a man who told himself comfortable lies.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“As always, he found her better-looking in the flesh than in the memory he had of her when not present.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“The story, like all the best stories, split like an amoeba, forming an endless series of new stories and opinion pieces and speculative articles, each spawning its own counter chorus.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“Nobody who had not lived there would ever understand that London was a country unto itself. They might resent it for the fact that it held more power and money than any other British city, but they could not understand that poverty carried its own flavour there, where everything cost more, where the relentless distinctions between those who had succeeded and those who had not were constantly, painfully visible.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“Hell’s built on regret.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“He possessed a finely honed sense for the strange and the wicked. He had seen things all through his childhood that other people preferred to imagine happened only in films.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“He was sorry, genuinely sorry, for the pain she was in. Yet the revelation had caused certain other feelings—feelings he usually kept under tight rein, considering them both misguided and dangerous—to flex inside him, to test their strength against their restraining bonds.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“I was only going to say that abused people cling to their abusers, don’t they? They’ve been brainwashed to believe there’s no alternative.” I was the bloody alternative, standing there, right in front of her!”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“Except that once you had broken up, it was much easier to do so again. He ought to know. How many times had he and Charlotte split? How many times had their relationship fallen to pieces, and how many times had they tried to reassemble the wreckage? There had been more cracks than substance by the end: they had lived in a spider's web of fault lines, held together by hope, pain and delusion.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“Strike knew how deeply ingrained was the belief that the evil conceal their dangerous predilections for violence and domination. When they wear them like bangles for all to see, the gullible populace laughs, calls it a pose, or finds it strangely attractive.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“You could find beauty nearly anywhere if you stopped to look for it,”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“She thought it might be the very first time that Strike had ever given any indication that he saw her as a woman, and she silently filed away the exchange to pore over later, in solitude.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“He’s the turd that won’t flush,” as Strike put it to Lucy,”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“For all his determination to keep her at arm's length, they had literally leaned on each other. He could remember exactly what it felt like to have his arm around her waist as they had meandered towards Hazlitt's Hotel. She was tall enough to hold easily. He had never fancied very small women.

Matthew would not like this, she had said.

He would have liked it even less had he known how much Strike had liked it.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“A vast unfocused rage rose in her, against men who considered displays of emotion a delicious open door; men who ogled your breasts under the pretense of scanning the wine shelves; men for whom your mere physical presence constituted a lubricious invitation. Her”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“I choose to steal what you choose to show And you know I will not apologize— You’re mine for the taking. I’m making a career of evil… Blue Öyster Cult, “Career of Evil” Lyrics by Patti Smith”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“Psychology’s loss,” said Strike, “is private detection’s gain.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“A leg?" repeated Detective Inspector Eric Wardle on the end of the line. "A fucking leg?"
"And it's not even my size," said Strike, a joke he would not have made had Robin been present.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“In a way, an explanation had never been the point. She had simply liked being the only one who wanted to find out the truth.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“Man looketh on the outward appearance, but the Lord looketh on the heart.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“He had spent much of his childhood perched on the coast, with the taste of salt in the air: this was a place of woodland and river, mysterious and secretive in a different way from St. Mawes, the little town with its long smuggling history, where colorful houses tumbled down to the beach.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“The brutal intrusion of officialdom into private devastation.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“Whether she was engaged, married or single, nothing could or ever would come of the weakness he was forced to acknowledge that he had developed. He would re-establish the professional distance that had somehow ebbed away with her drunken confessions and the camaraderie of their trip up north, and temporarily shelve his half-acknowledged plan to end the relationship with Elin. It felt safer just now to have another woman within reach, and a beautiful one at that, whose enthusiasm and expertise in bed ought surely to compensate for an undeniable incompatibility outside it.

He fell to wondering how long Robin would continue working for him after she became Mrs. Cunliffe. Matthew would surely use every ounce of his husbandly influence to pry her away from a profession as dangerous as it was poorly paid. Well, that was her lookout: her bed, and she could lie in it.

Except that once you had broken up, it was much easier to do so again. He ought to know. How many times had he and Charlotte split? How many times had they tried to reassemble the wreckage? There had been more cracks than substance by the end: they had lived in a spider's web of fault lines, held together by hope, pain, and delusion.

Robin and Matthew had just two months to go before the wedding.

There was still time.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“Women liked Strike—she had come to realize that over the months they had worked together. She had not understood the appeal when she had started working for him. He was so very different from Matthew.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“I was nearly christened Eric Bloom Strike,' he said and Robin choked on her water. He laughed as she coughed into a napkin. 'Let's face it, Cormoran's not much bloody better. Cormoran Blue—'

'Blue?'

'Blue Öyster Cult, aren't you listening?'

'God,' said Robin. 'You keep that quiet.'

'Wouldn't you?”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“Everyone liked Robin. He liked Robin. How could he fail to like her, after everything they had been through together? However, from the very first he had told himself: this far and no further. A distance must be maintained. Barriers must remain in place.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil