Lee Child Quotes

“Waiting is a skill like anything else.”
― Lee Child, Killing Floor

“For twenty-four hours, she'd been running on her standard triple A's: ambition, adrenaline, and anxiety. Add two gut-wrenching plane rides on less than two hours sleep and her nerves, like her muscles, were screaming. None of this, she knew was visible even to the keenest observer. And she meant to keep it that way.”
― Diane Capri, Don't Know Jack

“Reacher was the kind of guy who solved all problems as permanently as possible.”
― Diane Capri, Don't Know Jack

“Katie James kept waking up. It was nothing unusual; it was just how she was. A noise here, an internal thought there, a nightmare that seemed so real she could touch it, kept hammering away. She finally rose, got some water and settled in an armchair, flicked on a reading light, and picked up the latest Lee Child thriller.”
― David Baldacci, Deliver Us from Evil

“Writing is show business for shy people.”
― Lee Child

“Genre is about retail," Lee said. "Bookstores want to know what shelf to put the book on. But there are really only two types of books. There is the one that makes you miss your stop on the subway. And there is the one that doesn't.”
― Andy Martin, Reacher Said Nothing Lee Child & The Mak

“I remember what it was like to express love and to show care toward others. I remember how liberating it felt to put others before myself. Despite how fresh on my mind those great feelings of sharing and caring for others were, though, I couldn't bring myself to reunite with them.”
― Alex Cage, Carolina Dance: A Fast-Paced Orlando Black Action Thriller (Book 1)

“I have spent my entire career trying to please the reader; I’m not a master, I’m the servant.”
― Lee Child

“Inside it was cool again. Everything was white and chrome. Lights were fluorescent. It looked like a bank or an insurance office. There was carpet. A desk sergeant stood behind a long reception counter. The way the place looked, he should have said: how may I help you, sir? But he said nothing. He just looked at me. Behind him was a huge open-plan space. A dark-haired woman in uniform was sitting at a wide, low desk. She had been doing paperwork on a keyboard. Now she was looking at me. I stood there, an officer on each elbow. Stevenson was backed up against the reception counter. His shotgun was pointed at me. Baker stood there, looking at me. The desk sergeant and the woman in uniform were looking at me. I looked back at them.”
― Lee Child, Killing Floor