Here was the thing about traveling down an uncharted river: You could only say how long you'd been traveling; you could never say how long it would be. — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
“For reasons I have yet to define, Signor Arpelli stood out from his colleagues. The curled brim of his hat, perhaps. A certain mingling… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
“Well, as to that, all I'll say is, you can't take out a fellow's heart before he's ready to give it up.” — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
“You are asking us to lie, Colonel?" "I am asking you to omit. Surely, amidst the...the infinite gradations of human venality, that particular sin… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
Here was the thing about traveling down an uncharted river: You could only say how long you'd been traveling; you could never say how… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
“After all these years, his best friend is malaria. Even on the brink of an Alaska summer, it comes calling: a bone-deep chill one… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
“I've often thought a blind man could find his way through London simply by gauging the changes in innuendo: mild through Trafalgar Square, less… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
“I'm a man of a certain age - old enough to have been every kind of fool- and I find to my surprise that… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
“Such a nice little pastiche. Of course, a true Elizbethan theater wouldn't have a roof, would it? Or such comfortable chairs. All the same… — Louis Bayard Copy Share Image
