“Later, early Christmas morning, I was still awake, and Susan was asleep, on her back, with her mouth open slightly. I looked at her face. Her eyes moved slightly behind her eyelids. I watched her sleep; watched her while she… — Robert B. Parker Copy Share Image
“I always loved it when I had a story to tell her, because her attention was complete and felt like sunlight.” — Robert B. Parker Copy Share Image
Writer's block? I've never heard of a plumber complain about plumber's block. — Robert B. Parker Copy Share Image
I had achieved the most important things in my life when I married Joan and had the sons. Given the choice between Joan and… — Robert B. Parker Copy Share Image
Joan organizes our social life, and on weekends I follow her around. — Robert B. Parker Copy Share Image
“Sandy’s face was very close to mine in the crowded room. She had a wide mouth and a lot of teeth. She had turned… — Robert B. Parker Copy Share Image
“And Quirk’s a captain now,” he said. “Captain Quirk?” The motorcycle cop grinned. “Captain Quirk,” he said.” — Robert B. Parker Copy Share Image
Both our opinions are rooted in our experience," I said. "Both of them are true, it's just that we've had different experiences. — Robert B. Parker Copy Share Image
“I think you’ve never quite altogether forgiven yourself for that woman in Los Angeles all that time ago.” “Candy Sloan,” I said. Susan nodded.… — Robert B. Parker Copy Share Image
If you want to write, write it. That's the first rule. And send it in, and send it in to someone who can publish… — Robert B. Parker Copy Share Image
“Susan had decided to sit by the pool at the hotel with a copy of a book by Alice Miller called The Drama of… — Robert B. Parker Copy Share Image
“called Evan Malone at the number Epstein had given me and got his wife, and made an appointment to come up to his place… — Robert B. Parker Copy Share Image
I have reached the point where I know that as long as I sit down to write, the ideas will come. What they will… — Robert B. Parker Copy Share Image
