Robert Galbraith

The Silkworm

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    Natalia Sedovahas quoted2 years ago
    through thick and thin
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    Twenty-six years of empty evenings, you could have written plenty of books by now, with your first from Oxford… but what would you write about? You haven’t exactly lived a full life, have you?’
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    the safest way of ensuring that secret information did not leak was not to tell anybody about it
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    ‘We don’t love each other; we love the idea we have of each other. Very few humans understand this or can bear to contemplate it. They have blind faith in their own powers of creation. All love, ultimately, is self-love.’
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    Why did she have to have been presented with such a choice, today of all days?
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    ‘She couldn’t understand a vocation. Some people can’t; at best, work’s about status and pay cheques for them, it hasn’t got value in itself.’
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    … as an earnest of friendship and confidence, I’ll acquaint you with a design that I have. To tell truth, and speak openly one to another…

    William Congreve, Love for Love
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    Everything was pared down to the essential when you were in this degree of pain.
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    Running away was her life’s blood and he had been her favourite destination, freedom and safety combined
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    for it had always been understood that he should stand rock-like, to be left and returned to, never flinching, never giving up
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    a place where neither was comfortable with the other’s social set, where two utterly disparate norms collided and everything became a struggle for common ground.
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    She was forcing herself to speak matter-of-factly, as though they were discussing an abstract problem
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    Strike had always marvelled at the strange sanctity conferred upon celebrities by the public, even while the newspapers denigrated, hunted or hounded them. No matter how many famous people were convicted of rape or murder, still the belief persisted, almost pagan in its intensity: not him. It couldn’t be him. He’s famous.
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    Enough, he told his tired, hyperactive brain. Enough.
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    She wanted to live up to his momentary forgetfulness. She wanted to step up, to be more than she was.
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    Did her faint eccentricity of manner mask something more serious, some fundamental cognitive problem?
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    The act of coming to him seemed the disorientated action of somebody who did not know what else to do, except to turn to the person who was supposed to be helping her.
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    He burned with professional frustration
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    Better to move, to work, to think about other people’s problems…
    asasiprhas quoted2 years ago
    To linger would be to raise expectations he was not prepared to meet.
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