Destiny is not always preordained. Life is about making choices. Our lives are the sum of all the choices we make, the bridges we cross, and the ones we burn. Our souls cast long shadows over many people, even after we are gone. Fate, luck, and provi...
When a man's partner is killed he's supposed to do something about it. It doesn't make any difference what you thought of him. He was your partner and you're supposed to do something about it. Then it happens we were in the detective business. Well, ...
She watched him take the trumpet from its case and fit the mouthpiece. She watched as he raised it to his lips and then, so suddenly, from that tiny cup of metal against his flesh, the sound would burst out like a glorious, brilliant knife dividing t...
Now constipation was quite a different matter...It would be dreadful for the whole world to know about troubles of that nature. She felt terribly sorry for people who suffered from constipation, and she knew that there were many who did. There were p...
[T]he more clamour we make about 'the women's point of view', the more we rub it into people that the women's point of view is different, and frankly I do not think it is -- at least in my job. The line I always want to take is, that there is the 'po...
[N]othing about a book is so unmistakable and so irreplaceable as the stamp of the cultured mind. I don't care what the story is about or what may be the momentary craze for books that appear to have been hammered out by the village blacksmith in a s...
There are no crimes and no criminals in these days. What is the use of having brains in our profession? I know well that I have it in me to make my name famous. No man lives or has ever lived who has brought the same amount of study and of natural ta...
[the night Gordon is shot, his wife opens her door and sees Stephens and Ramirez] Barbara Gordon: [realizing why they've come] No! Detective Stephens: I'm so sorry, Barbara... Barbara Gordon: [pushing Jimmy away] Jimmy, go play with your sister, go a...
Patrick Kenzie: So what kind of name is Bressant? Detective Remy Bressant: It's the kind they give you in Lousiana. Patrick Kenzie: Oh yeah? Thought you were from here. Detective Remy Bressant: Well, it all depends on how you look at it. I mean, you ...
Ricky Roma: [to Williamson] OH I'm going to have your job, shithead. I'm going downtown and talk to Mitch & Murrray, and I'm going to Lemkin! I don't care whose nephew you are, who you know, whose dick you're sucking on. You're going out, I swear to ...
Detective Remy Bressant: Corwin Earle. Serial molester, recently work-release. Went AWOL around the time Amanda disappeared. Nick Poole: Known associates - Leon Trett and his handsome wife, Roberta. The Tretts were released six and eight months ago, ...
Persistence is often a detective's greatest ally.
Sometimes when we are generous in small, barely detectable ways it can change someone else's life forever.
A detective sees death in all the various forms at least five times a week.
Detective: Where'd you get this evidence? Lorenzo: It fell into my lap.
Detective Remy Bressant: That bartender wasn't fucking around.
Vikram Walia: Detective Frazier my ass, where's my fucking turban?
[repeated line] Detective Loki: Tell me what you're drawing.
Detective Loki: I'm gonna find your daughters.
Detective Greenly: I ain't getting him no fucking bagel.
People are like detectives in their relations, they eventually find what they are searching for.
