Quote by Michael Connelly Download Open image ““Nothing came up on the pubic comb, because you don’t have a lot down there to comb. Bottom”” — Michael Connelly ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.8 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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It's about being fair. It's about Black Lives Matter. Yes, they matter. Everybody counts or nobody counts, and I think if more cops had… — Michael Connelly Copy Share Image
“Someone’s coming.” Terry McCaleb looked at his wife and then followed her eyes down to the winding road below. He could see the golf… — Michael Connelly Copy Share Image
“There is no end of things in the heart. Somebody once told me that. She said it came from a poem she believed in.… — Michael Connelly Copy Share Image
I chose deliberately for Harry Bosch to age chronologically with the books. — Michael Connelly Copy Share Image
“Are you okay?” he asked. “I’m fine, yeah,” she said. She wiped tears off her cheeks. “Somebody who totally fucked me over died today,”… — Michael Connelly Copy Share Image
“At the bottom of the hill, after Boston College, the route passes St. Ignatius Church on the right. It was here that textile worker… — Michael Connelly Copy Share Image
“He said no. He said, in very fine English, ‘I buy, I don’t sell.’ Then he escorted me out. But I think that was… — Michael Connelly Copy Share Image
“Living in L.A. sometimes felt like you were riding shotgun with the devil to the apocalypse.” — Michael Connelly Copy Share Image
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“Lean in, invade that foot and a half that is all theirs, their own space. Lean back when you get what you want. It’s… — Michael Connelly Copy Share Image