Southern Gothic is alive and well. It's not just a genre, it is a way of life. — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
“There it was, the choice I’d confronted so often in life: the path of least resistance, or the walk over hot coals.” — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
My mother, a teacher, encouraged me to use my creativity as an actual way to make a living, and my father, a… — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
“Faith is something you have or you don’t, and to pretend you do in the hope of gaining some last-minute dispensation from… — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
“All partnerships fail in the end, just like marriages. The only life after death any human being will ever know is staying… — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
“Whenever life gets too good, whenever fate hands you something wonderful, something else gets taken away.” — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
“The temptation to second-guess is strong. But I must remember one thing. Life is simple. You are healthy or you are sick.… — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
When everything is at risk, good judgment, not haste, makes the difference between life and death. Panic is the enemy. — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
“A man lives morally all his life, then in one weak moment commits an act that damns him in his own eyes… — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
“The quotidian demands of life distract from this resonance of images and events, but some of us feel it always. And who… — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
Like my best friend, I asked for drums for Christmas, and got them. But when he moved on to guitar, I realized two things:… — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
...the larger world lay not across oceans but within the human mind and heart. — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
Experiences are like hoarded gold. Whenever I dole out a piece of my private suffering, that is when I get letters from all over… — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
“Because death is the end, and if a man doesn’t speak before it silences him, then the things he holds closest die with him.” — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
“When we reach the intersection with Homochitto Street, I turn right, into town, and soon we’re passing Dunleith, the antebellum mansion that I always… — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
The South is the home of 'an eye for an eye.' 'Turning the other cheek'? The South can't see that. — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
“Let me tell you a secret, Caitlin. We’re still in the cave. It’s just bigger, and we wear nicer clothes. We make alliances and… — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
