Elly Griffiths Quotes

There's a pleasure being mad that only the madman knows.

She's unmarried but, as she confided early on to Judy, 'not short of offers'. Nelson often thinks that Jo is not nearly as attractive as she thinks she is but, as with all these things, her insane self-belief rubs off on others, and after a week King's Lynn police were treating her as if she were Helen of Troy. Her technique is divide and rule.

You need a break, a complete rest, recharge your batteries.' Recharge your batteries. What the hell does that mean? Nelson prides himself on not needing batteries. He's an old-fashioned, wind-up model.

How can women like Shona and Michelle keep them draped all day? Ruth's scarves either fall in her coffee or try to strangle her.

Why are Georgette Heyer's covers so naff? When you think of all the exciting things that happen - abductions, false identities, wild horseback chases - the front of the book nearly always shows a woman in a ballgown, simpering sweetly up at a man.

As Ruth only knows one priest (one male priest that is) she's not that surprised to find Father Hennessey waiting for her at one of the long tables, a cappucino in front of him. 'Hallo Ruth, sorry to call in on you like this.'

'That's OK.'

'Are you going to get yourself a drink? This coffee's really very good. It's truly terrible, the stuff they serve at the police station.'

'I know.' Ruth has had her own experience of Nelson's coffee. She wonders if it's a way of torturing suspects until they confess. In contrast, the coffee at the university is excellent. Ruth gets herself an espresso. She thinks that she is going to need the energy. She has a feeling that, like the visit from Nelson all those years ago, this conversation is going to complicate her life.

Does the world really need another long essay on environmental archaeology and freshwater mollusks? Well, it's going to get one, whether it likes it or not.

talking into her phone.

He might be living on mice, but Chesterton does not look like an animal who is governed by his appetites. He's an ascetic, if Cathbad ever saw one.

Grey's OK on a man,' says Mary-Anne. 'Silver fox and all that.' Ruth notices that Frank doesn't seem to mind this description. She also muses that there isn't a female equivalent to 'silver fox'. 'Grey-haired old bat' doesn't cover it somehow.

We'll have to see if CSI picked up anything from the scene,' says Nelson. 'Are they finished?' 'Yes,' says Tanya. 'Shall I liaise with them?' Tanya loves liaising, it sounds so much more important than keeping in touch. 'If

Sometimes,' says Bob, trying to eat a falafel and balance his glass at the same time.