Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
"تحدث حتى وصل طعامهم، نثر حديثه بإشارات إلى "تسعين ألفاً" و"ربع مليون"، وكل جملة كانت موجهة، كمرآة، لتعكسه في أبهى صورة: ذكاءه، سرعة بديهته، تفوقه على زملاء أبطأ وأقل ذكاءً وإن كانوا أعلى منه رتبة..."
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"he talked until their food arrived, littering his chat with references to ‘ninety k’ and ‘a quarter of a mill’, and every sentence was angled, like a mirror, to show him in the best possible light: his cleverness, his quick thinking, his besting of slower, stupider yet more senior colleagues..."
"تحدث حتى وصل طعامهم، نثر حديثه بإشارات إلى "تسعين ألفاً" و"ربع مليون"، وكل جملة كانت موجهة، كمرآة، لتعكسه في أبهى صورة: ذكاءه، سرعة بديهته، تفوقه على زملاء أبطأ وأقل ذكاءً وإن كانوا أعلى منه رتبة..."
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
"Perhaps she had received diamonds, Strike thought; she had always said she didn't care for such things, but when they argued the glitter of all he could not give her had sometimes been flung back hard in his face..."
"لعلها تلقت ألماسًا، فكر سترايك؛ لطالما قالت إنها لا تهتم بمثل هذه الأشياء، لكن حين كانا يتجادلان، كان بريق كل ما لم يستطع أن يمنحها إياه يُقذف أحيانًا بقوة في وجهه..."
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
"..it is hard to throw off long-established love;Hard, but this you must manage somehow.."
"..من الصعب التخلص من حبٍّ طال أمده؛
صعبٌ، ولكن عليك أن تدبّر هذا الأمر بطريقة ما.."
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
"...the safest way of ensuring that secret information did not leak was not to tell anybody about it."
"...إن أسلم طريقة لضمان عدم تسرب المعلومات السرية هي ألا تخبر بها أحداً على الإطلاق."
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
"Can I ask who you are, sir"Yeah, I expect so," said Strike, walking past him and ringing the doorbell. Anstis's dinner invitation notwithstanding, he was not feeling sympathetic to the police just now. "Should be just about within your capabilities."
"أيمكنني أن أسألك من أنت يا سيدي؟"
"نعم، أظن ذلك،" قال سترايك وهو يمر بجانبه ويقرع جرس الباب. فبغض النظر عن دعوة أنستيس للعشاء، لم يكن يشعر بالتعاطف مع الشرطة في هذه اللحظة. "ينبغي أن يكون ذلك في حدود قدراتك تمامًا."
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
"Hard to remember these days that there was a time you had to wait for the ink and paper reviews to see your work excoriated. With the invention of the internet, any subliterate cretin can be Michiko Kakutani."
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
"Fancourt can't write women,' said Nina dismissively. 'He tries but he can't do it. His women are all temper, tits and tampons."
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
"Forever encased in the amber of a writer's prose."
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
"In the depths of his tiredness, surrounded by these blank, sheep-like visages, he found himself pondering the accidents that had brought all of them into being. Every birth was, viewed properly, mere chance. With a hundred million sperm swimming blindly through the darkness, the odds against a person becoming themselves were staggering."
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
"the walking stick, like a burqa, conferred protective status..."
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
"He wondered fleetingly how many people who sat alone for hours as they scribbled their stories practiced talking about their work during their coffee breaks..."
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
"The whole world's writing novels, but nobody's reading them."
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
"...writers are a savage breed, Mr. Strike. If you want life-long friendship and selfless camaraderie, join the army and learn to kill. If you want a lifetime of temporary alliances with peers who will glory in your every failure, write novels."
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
"There are always loose ends in real life."
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
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