Monday, July 1, 2013 at 11:29AM
Drew Wolfe

Michael Connelly

There is nothing you can do about the past except keep it there.

What is important is not what you hear said, it's what you observe.

You know what I did after I wrote my first novel? I shut up and wrote twenty-three more.

I view people two ways. They're either eye-for-an-eye people or they are turn-the-cheek people.

You can't patch a wounded soul with a Band-Aid.

What is jealousy but a reflection of your own failures?

I've learned over the years that sometimes if you ask the same question more than once you get different responses.

There were a billion lights out there on the horizon and I knew that all of them put together weren't enough to light the darkness in the hearts of some men.

The setting sun burned the sky pink and orange in the same bright hues as surfers' bathing suits. It was beautiful deception, Bosch thought, as he drove north on the Hollywood Freeway to home. Sunsets did that here. Made you forget it was the smog that made their colors so brilliant, that behind every pretty picture there could be an ugly story.


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