“I refilled the wineglass and took it with me for a nice long bubble bath, where I settled in with Ambrose's guide for low-voltage outdoor lighting. It wasn't thrilling bubble-bath reading material, but I was impressed by his imagination. You… — Lee Goldberg Copy Share Image
“Monk worked on his remaining Intertect cases at his dining table while I tried to hone my detecting instincts by reading the Murder, She Wrote novel he bought in Mill Valley. I can't say that I learned much about investigative procedure but I discovered that you should stay far away from Cabot Cove. That tiny New England village is deadlier… — Lee Goldberg Copy Share
“During a Middle East peace talk you insulted the Iraqi ambassador.” “He was a pervert who liked little girls.” — Lee Goldberg Copy Share Image
So there you have it: Nature is a rotten mess. But that's only the beginning. If you take your eyes off it for one… — Lee Goldberg Copy Share Image
Happiness is an illusion, Natalie. It doesn't actually exist." "Of course it does," I said. "It's what you feel when you're not sad." "That's… — Lee Goldberg Copy Share Image
“I had to stop him from arresting an old lady who let her dog urinate against the fire hydrant that was in front of… — Lee Goldberg Copy Share Image
“It's a tough job being somebody's personal assistant. You have to anwser their phone, manage their correspondence, run their errands, pay their bills, arrange… — Lee Goldberg Copy Share Image
“Of course, that rationalization didn't work at all. It would have helped if I'd had some Oreo cookie ice cream to eat at the… — Lee Goldberg Copy Share Image
“Standing up for what you believe in comes has a price but backing down exacts a toll that your soul never stops paying” — Lee Goldberg Copy Share Image
“When I arrived, he was in the kitchen, in the middle of his Sunday morning ritual of cleaning his cleaning supplies.” — Lee Goldberg Copy Share Image
“All Julie has to do is explain to her friends that she's using it to individually seal each item that she throws out." "Then… — Lee Goldberg Copy Share Image
“Wait a second,” Andy said, snapping his fingers. “You're Vietnamese.” “Don't say it,” Sun warned. But Andy, a grin stretched across his face, couldn't… — Lee Goldberg Copy Share Image
