“You are asking us to lie, Colonel?" "I am asking you to omit. Surely, amidst the...the infinite gradations of human venality, that particular sin ranks low." The old man kneaded the folds of his throat. "What happened out there belongs… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
“For reasons I have yet to define, Signor Arpelli stood out from his colleagues. The curled brim of his hat, perhaps. A certain mingling… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
“Well, as to that, all I'll say is, you can't take out a fellow's heart before he's ready to give it up.” — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
“You are asking us to lie, Colonel?" "I am asking you to omit. Surely, amidst the...the infinite gradations of human venality, that particular sin… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
Here was the thing about traveling down an uncharted river: You could only say how long you'd been traveling; you could never say how… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
“After all these years, his best friend is malaria. Even on the brink of an Alaska summer, it comes calling: a bone-deep chill one… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
“I've often thought a blind man could find his way through London simply by gauging the changes in innuendo: mild through Trafalgar Square, less… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
“I'm a man of a certain age - old enough to have been every kind of fool- and I find to my surprise that… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
“Such a nice little pastiche. Of course, a true Elizbethan theater wouldn't have a roof, would it? Or such comfortable chairs. All the same… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
