Quotes by : Ross Macdonald

The past was filling the room like a tide of whispers.

Never sleep with anyone whose troubles are worse than your own.

In wine was truth, perhaps, but in whisky, the way Hoffman sluiced it down, was an army of imaginary....

No one looks at the mountains. But they were there, making them all look silly.

I have a secret passion for mercy. But justice is what keeps happening to people.

The walls were lined with books, many of them in foreign languages, like insulation against the immediate....

She didn't look like any motel manager I had ever seen. More likely an actress who hadn't quite made....

The sea was surging among the pilings like the blithe mindless forces of dissolution.

The smell of the sea, of kelp and fish and bitter moving water, rose stronger in my nostrils. It flooded....

Try listening to yourself sometime, alone in a transient room in a strange town. The worst is when you....