#detective

The main rub was the lack of RnR and I burned out. Three years and three stripes later, I ejected from the MP Corps, vowing I'd never do police or criminal investigative work again. Instead, I returned home when I should've learned better. ↗

— Ed Lynskey

#noir #private-detective #suspense #thriller #home

If anyone ever told five-year-olds the truth about life, he thought, there’d be a rash of kindergarten suicides. ↗

— P.J. Tracy

#live-bait #p-j-tracy #life

It was always the same for her when she arrived to meet the body. After she unbuckled her seat belt, after she pulled a stick pen from the rubber band on the sun visor, after her long fingers brushed her hip to feel the comfort of her service piece, what she always did was pause. Not long. Just the length of a slow deep breath. That's all it took for her to remember the one thing she will never forget. Another body waited. She drew the breath. And when she could feel the raw edges of the hole that had been blown in her life, Detective Nikki Heat was ready. She opened the car door and went to work . . . Heat could have made it easier on herself by parking closer, but this was another of her rituals: the walk up. Every crime scene was a flavor of chaos, and these two hundred feet afforded the detective her only chance to fill the clean slate with her own impressions. ↗

— Richard Castle

#detective #detective-fiction #life

Jumping to conclusions is like playing with damp gunpowder: both likely to go off in wrong direction. ↗

— Charlie Chang

#humour #myster #change

There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Anas that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge. ↗

— Raymond Chandler

#hard-boiled #santa-anas #short-story

It means that no matter what you write, be it a biography, an autobiography, a detective novel, or a conversation on the street, it all becomes fiction as soon as you write it down. ↗

— Guillermo Cabrera Infante

#becomes #biography #conversation #detective #down

If you think about it, the historian's task is like that of the detective. ↗

— David Herbert Donald

#detective #historian #like #task #think

The cops picked me up for attempted murder. I can still see the detectives, licking their chops. Thought they had me. Two weeks later, the cat came out of a coma and told the truth. I was innocent. ↗

— Barry White

#came #cat #chops #cops #detectives

I wanted to play a TV detective because it's a rite of passage; I wanted to experience every area of acting. I haven't done comedy or as much Shakespeare as I had intended. ↗

— Olivia Williams

#area #because #comedy #detective #done

Well I think that the mind of a serial killer and the mind of the detectives represent the duality we face as people. ↗

— Paul Guilfoyle

#duality #face #i #i think #killer