“...writers are a savage breed, Mr. Strike. If you want life-long friendship and selfless camaraderie, join the army and learn to kill.… — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“We need readers,” muttered Daniel Chard. “More readers. Fewer writers.” — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“Fancourt can't write women,' said Nina dismissively. 'He tries but he can't do it. His women are all temper, tits and tampons.” — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“You are not writing properly unless someone is bleeding, probably you.” — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“I said that the greatest female writers, with almost no exceptions, have been childless. A fact. And I have said that women… — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“He’s a writer,” she said, as though this explained everything. “He’s disappeared before?” “He’s emotional,” she said, her expression glum. “He’s always… — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“Ridiculous," he said breathlessly. "You ought to give up detecting and try fantasy writing.” — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“Like most writers, I tend to find out what I feel on a subject by writing about it. It is how we… — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“Writers are different,” said Waldegrave. “I’ve never met one who was any good who wasn’t screwy.” — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“Hard to remember these days that there was a time you had to wait for the ink and paper reviews to see your work… — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“it was weird. Would you believe it if some supermodel called you up and told you she was your sister?’ Strike thought of his… — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“Strike was used to playing archaeologist among the ruins of people’s traumatised memories;” — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“The model? Whoa.' But Spanner's interest in human beings, even when dead or famous, was still secondary to his fondness for rare comics, technological… — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“so he sat smoking on the sofa with the lower trouser leg hanging empty towards the floor, lost in thought.” — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“People liked to talk; there were very few exceptions, the question was how you made them do it. Some were amenable to alcohol; others… — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“Can I ask who you are, sir?" "Yeah, I expect so," said Strike, walking past him and ringing the doorbell. Anstis's dinner invitation notwithstanding,… — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“With the invention of the internet, any subliterate cretin can be Michiko Kakutani.” — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
“She is a woman of an excellent assurance, and an extraordinary happy wit, and tongue. Ben Jonson, Epicoene, or The Silent Woman” — Robert Galbraith Copy Share Image
