The Murder Book Quotes

“If you couldn’t get the outcome you wanted, torture ’em with process.”
― Jonathan Kellerman, Killer

“I'll buy lunch."
"Not Hungry."
I laughed.
He said, "I can't stand when you do that."
"Do what?"
"Assume I'm ruled by my digestive system."
"God forbid," I said, "Want me to drive? Think T-bone.”
― Jonathan Kellerman, Killer

“Others declare good intentions”
― Jonathan Kellerman, Killer

“... blooms, gorgeous and boastful and flame-vivid as they were, said something else.

Gleam and hue fraying and wilting at the edges. From the shadows, the black, inexorable progress of rot.”
― Jonathan Kellerman, The Murder Book

“... blooms, gorgeous and boastful and flame-vivid as they were, said something else.

Gleam and hue fraying and wiling at the edges. From the shadows, the black, inexorable progress of rot.”
― Jonathan Kellerman, The Murder Book

“But art was no immunization against evil.”
― Jonathan Kellerman, The Murder Book

“Milo stared into his coffee cup, pretended the soil-colored liquid was a bog and he was sinking.”
― Jonathan Kellerman, The Murder Book

“I opened the door for Milo at 9 A.M., doing my best impression of awake and human. Last night, I'd woken up every couple of hours, thinking the kind of thoughts that erode your soul.”
― Jonathan Kellerman, The Murder Book

“That's my core philosophy,' he said. 'The glass is either half-empty or broken.”
― Jonathan Kellerman, The Murder Book

“drove to San Vicente just north of Beverly and parked at the curb. Hot Dog Heaven was built around a giant hot dog, yet another testament to L.A.’s literal thinking. The fast-food joint became a landmark when the pony ride that had occupied the corner of La Cienega and Beverly for decades was replaced by the neon-and-concrete assault known as the Beverly Center. Too bad Philip K. Dick had committed suicide. A few years later and he’d have seen Blade Runner spring to life. Or maybe he’d known what was coming. Back during pony-ride days, the dirt track had been a favorite weekend visitation hangout for divorced dads and their kids.”
― Jonathan Kellerman, The Murder Book

“soil-colored liquid was a bog and he was sinking.”
― Jonathan Kellerman, The Murder Book

“That’s my core philosophy,” he said. “The glass is either half-empty or broken.”
― Jonathan Kellerman, The Murder Book