“Instead I walked towards the man, meeting him halfway. “Just miss a train?” I heard myself ask. He shrugged. I could not believe I was engaging this man in conversation. He was disgusting up close, with mottled, pitted skin and… — Sara Gran Copy Share Image
“Soon enough my mind hooked onto the missing guitars and the locked door and the hole filled up with clues and suspects and all the detective stuff and I could pretend it was just another case. The guitars. The lock. The keys. The gun. The musician in the drawing room with the gun. The duchess in the kitchen with the… — Sara Gran Copy Share
“Constance helped Mick see that there are never any sides. Only things we understand and things we have chosen to pretend we don't understand.… — Sara Gran Copy Share Image
“The detective thinks he is investigating a murder or a missing girl but truly he is investigating something else all together, something he cannot grasp hold of directly. satisfaction will be rare. Uncertainty will be your normal state. Much of your life will be spent in the dark woods, no path visible, with fear and loneliness your only companions. But… — Sara Gran Copy Share
Just when you thought the mafia novel was dead, Tod Goldberg breathes new life into it. Gangsterland, the best mafia novel in years, is… — Sara Gran Copy Share Image
“... solutions are always possible, and the limits of the truth far exceed the limits of human understanding.” — Sara Gran Copy Share Image
“There are no coincidences. Only doors you didn't have the courage to walk through. only blind spots you weren't brave enough to see. Only… — Sara Gran Copy Share Image
“Some people, I saw, had drowned right away, and some people were drowning in slow motion, drowning a little bit at a time, and… — Sara Gran Copy Share Image
“Mysteries never end," Constance Darling, Silette's student, told me once, "And I always thought maybe none of them really get solved, either. We only pretend we understand when we can't bear it anymore. We close the file and close the case, but that doesn't mean we've found the truth, Claire. It only means that we've given up up on this… — Sara Gran Copy Share
“Mysteries never end," Silette wrote. "And we solve them anyway, knowing we are both solving both everything and nothing. We solve them knowing the world will surely be as poorly or even worse off than before. But this is the piece of life we have been given authority over, nothing else; and while we may ask why over and over,… — Sara Gran Copy Share
“There's nothing that isn't worth writing about. If you look closely at your life you'll find plenty to write about there, too.” — Sara Gran Copy Share Image
“Those who try to grasp on to the mystery will never succeed. Only those who let it slip their fingers will come to know… — Sara Gran Copy Share Image
