Block Quotes

The night had a full-moon feel to it, stirring tides in the blood. I felt like doing something and couldn't think what.

[Lawrence Block, "A Walk Among the Tombstones"]

She wasn't sure of his age but knew he was well into his sixties, and the years showed in his face and carriage. And yet, he remained an extremely attractive man, and how fair was that? If a woman let herself go like that, no one would look at her twice. With a man, well, if he had the right sort of energy emanating from him, you overlooked some of the flaws, called the rest character and wound up with wet panties.

[Lawrence Block, "Small Town"]

Nope, he was a lifer in the bartending trade. He knew that, and as of that particular weekday afternoon -- he figured it was something like two years ago, though he hadn't marked the date on his calendar-- he'd known he wasn't going to be a great success at it, either. The thought, which he'd instantly recognized as wholly true, had depressed him at first, and that evening he drank a little more than he usually did, and the next morning he felt a little crummier than usual, and took three aspirins instead of two, plus an Excedrin to keep them company.

By the time the hangover was gone, so was the depression. The fact of the matter was that he'd never really wanted to get any place. He just thought he ought to want to, like everybody else. But he didn't. His life was fine just the way it was. He never had to work too hard, he never worried much, and he got by. There were things he'd never have or do or be, but that was true for everybody. You could be the richest, most successful man on the planet and there'd always be one woman who wouldn't love you back, one mountain you couldn't climb, one thing you wanted to buy that nobody would sell to you.

He had a good life.

[Lawrence Block, "Small Town"]

"Something about him made me feel as though I must have done something wrong, and that my not knowing what it might be was no excuse at all."

[Lawrence Block, "In the Midst of Death"]

"She looked at me, and for a short moment we challenged one another with our eyes. I didn't know then and do not know now precisely what happened, but our eyes met and exchanged wordless messages, and something must have been settled on the spot, although we were not consciously aware of the settlement or even of the messages that preceded it."

[Lawrence Block, "In the Midst of Death"]

"The night was cool, the moon nearly full in the cloudless sky. Ferenc was an uneven driver, making up in sheer determination what he lacked in natural ability. He aimed the car instead of steering it, and he was more a tactician than a strategist; he would hurl us into hairpin curves with no prior planning, then figure out a way to keep us on the road. I was a while getting used to this, but eventually decided that there as nothing too precarious in what he was doing. It only seemed that way."

[Lawrence Block, "The Cancelled Czech"]

"The chief was a pudgy man in an expensive blue suit which appeared to have been perfectly tailored fo someone else."

[Lawrence Block, "The Cancelled Czech"]

"Seidenwall's suits always looked as though someone else had bought them at Robert hall, then wore them day and night for a year before passing them on to Seidenwall."

[Lawrence Block, "The Topless Tulip Caper"]

"You're my bear and I love you. And you're about to drop off to sleep, aren't you? Unless I keep you awake by glowing in the dark. I almost could, the way I feel. Why does sex wake women up and put men to sleep? Is it just bad planning on God's part or does it somehow contribute to the survival of the species?"

[Lawrence Block, "Even the Wicked"]

"I made haste slowly. (...) I went outside and sat on a bench in Bryant Park and went over my notes. It was a perfect fall day, and the air had the tang of a crisp apple. They'd been forecasting rain, but you didn't even have to look at the sky to know that it wasn't going to rain that day. It felt in fact as though it would never rain, or turn any colder than it was now. The days wouldn't get any shorter, either. It felt like eternal autumn, stretching out in front of us until the end of time.
Everybody's favorite season, and you always think it's going to last forever. And it never does."

[Lawrence Block, "Even the Wicked"]

"In the morning [the boys and I] went out for a big breakfast, pancakes and bacon and sausages. I took them up to the Museum of the American Indian in Washington Heights. There are a couple dozen museums in the city of New York, and when you leave your wife you get to discover them all."

[Lawrence Block, "When the Sacred Ginmill Closes"]

"I walked around for a few hours. Around one-thirty it started raining lightly. Almost immediately the umbrella sellers turned up on the streetcorners. You'd have thought they had existed previously in spore form, springing miraculously to life when a drop of water touched them."

[Lawrence Block, "Out on the Cutting Edge"]

"I woke up eight hours later, well rested, glad to be alive, with a clear head and a feeling that all was right with the world, and if you believe that I know a bunch of really nice guys who'd love to play poker with you."

[Lawrence Block, "The Burglar in the Rye"]