Its funny how you can let yourself forget for seconds, how even in the heat of the horrible, you can have moments when you fool yourself into thinking it might all be okay — 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
