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“Murder must be like the rolling of a rock downhill; it gathers rubble and impetus as it goes.”
― Cat's Claw
― Cat's Claw
“She stopped, picked up the paper, stood there to read the headlines. But nothing seemed changed, or at least the paper made the current crises sound like all the old ones; the ferment of politics, the clash of minor foreign wars, the dismay over local crime seemed of a pattern she'd always known.”
― The Watcher
― The Watcher
“Who was it had said when you fall in love all the popular songs suddenly seemed to mean something.”
― The Watcher
― The Watcher
“There were the Newport hills, far up the bay, marked now by a rim of lights. There was the water, a blue shimmer under the sun, a black mirror after dark, somehow alive, a living thing that tied it all together, the houses hugging the rim and the people in them, drawn there to be beside the bay. The water had been there in the beginning, the beautiful bay all alone; and now the houses had crowded about it, hemming it in a row of stucco and brick and white clapboard. Someday the bay would be alone again. When The Thing went off. When all of the houses would be blown away. There would be floating rubble, a border of broken trash for a little while.”
― The Watcher
― The Watcher
“The limbs of a page break tree made a pattern up one side of the pane, and when the tree moved with the wind there was the effect of spidery hands dawdling up and down the glass.”
― Cat's Claw
― Cat's Claw
“It’s usually unfortunate when somebody gets in a hurry about a killing. Ten to one the thing won’t come off right. That’s why I think this crime was done a little too quickly.”
― The Cat Saw Murder
― The Cat Saw Murder




