“Making friends?” Tripp asked. “I’m a people person,” Adam said. “You know he’s the VP of the board, right?” “I must remember… — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
“Making friends?” Tripp asked. “I’m a people person,” Adam said. “You know he’s the VP of the board, right?” “I must remember… — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
“...whenever I see a table of college “friends” sitting together they are inevitably texting with unseen others, searching, always searching, I guess,… — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
“A friend once told Megan that we are always seventeen years old, waiting for our lives to begin. More than ever, clutching… — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
If I'm not writing well, I'm not happy. If I'm not spending enough time with my family, I'm not happy. If I'm… — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
“With everyone else, you put up this facade so you can hide the crud and make them like you. But with real… — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
I pretty much only wear Lilly Pulitzer ties because my best friend owns the company. — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
“Her friend visited Johanna in her sleep. It wasn’t in a gory, bloody way. Heidi didn’t turn into a ghostly figure or… — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
“He flipped through the music stations as he drove, searching for some nonexistent perfect song that would be, as Stevie Nicks might sing, “hauntingly… — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
When I was seventeen, I worked as a counsellor at a co-ed sleep-away camp for eight weeks. I loved it but it could be… — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
I like to see the difference between good and evil as kind of like the foul line at a baseball game. It's very thin,… — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
The state of New Jersey is really two places - terrible cities and wonderful suburbs. I live in the suburbs, the final battleground of… — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
You know, people call mystery novels or thrillers 'puzzles.' I never understood that, because when I buy a puzzle, I already know what it… — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
“Awareness started to creep in, clawing its way past the pain and numbness. He was lying on cold ground, his right cheek on a… — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
This is the price you pay for having a great father. You get the wonder, the joy, the tender moments - and you get… — Harlan Coben Copy Share Image
