“Luftmenschen were also eternal students, lost souls, young people who spent their lives arguing politics in cafés and drifting through the student communities of Europe— gifted, bright, but never truly finding themselves.” — Alan Furst Copy Share Image
“It was dawn by the time the detective showed up; tired and weary. Tired because he’d been called from his bed before dawn, weary… — Alan Furst Copy Share Image
“Luftmenschen were also eternal students, lost souls, young people who spent their lives arguing politics in cafés and drifting through the student communities of… — Alan Furst Copy Share Image
“There's a French saying, ‘Où le Dieu a vous semé, il faut savoir fleurir.’ Let's see, ‘Wherever God has planted you, you must know… — Alan Furst Copy Share Image
I don't just want my books to be about the '30s and '40s. I want them to read as if they had been written… — Alan Furst Copy Share Image
“Home at that moment was a starless night, a steady wind, not a human to be seen.” — Alan Furst Copy Share Image
“when at last they’d had to admit to themselves that they’d made all the love they could, had been a last meal. Like” — Alan Furst Copy Share Image
I write what I call 'novels of consolation' for people who are bright and sophisticated. — Alan Furst Copy Share Image
It takes me three months of research and nine months of work to produce a book. When I start writing, I do two pages… — Alan Furst Copy Share Image
Politicians were like talking dogs in a circus: the fact that they existed was uncommonly interesting, but no sane person would actually believe what… — Alan Furst Copy Share Image
I have a very serious censorship office inside my head; it censors things that I could tell you that you would never forget, and… — Alan Furst Copy Share Image
