“At times it seems as if arranging to have no commitment of any kind to anyone would be a special freedom. But in fact the whole idea works in reverse. The most deadly commitment of all is to be committed only to one's self. Some come to realize this after they are in the nursing home.”
John D. MacDonald“Integrity is not a conditional word. It doesn't blow in the wind or change with the weather. It is your inner image of yourself, and if you look in there and see a man who won't cheat, then you know he never will.”
John D. MacDonald“Friendships like marriages are dependent on avoiding the unforgivable.”
John D. MacDonald“Education is something which should be apart from the necessities of earning a living, not a tool therefor. It needs contemplation, fallow periods, the measured and guided study of the history of man's reiteration of the most agonizing question of all: Why?”
John D. MacDonald“Vulnerability is the curse of the thinking classes.”
John D. MacDonald“In all emotional conflicts, the thing you find the most difficult to do, is the thing that you should do."--Meyer's Law”
John D. MacDonald“When you see the ugliness behind the tears of another person, it makes you take a closer look at your own.”
John D. MacDonald, The Green Ripper“We were about to give up and call it a night when somebody threw the girl off the bridge.”
John D. MacDonald, Darker Than Amber“At times it seems as if arranging to have no commitment of any kind to anyone would be a special freedom. But in fact the whole idea works in reverse. The most deadly commitment of all is to be committed only to one's self. Some come to realize this after they are in the nursing home.”
John D. MacDonald, The Lonely Silver Rain“When you look at pictures of people you know are dead, there is something different about the eyes. As if they anticipated their particular fate.It is a visceral recognition. I told myself I was getting too fanciful and went to bed.”
John D. MacDonald, The Lonely Silver Rain“It is one thing to look at a mistreated boat and another to look at a tomb. The silence of the bay seemed more intense. And I could see the glint of the carrion flies.”
John D. MacDonald, The Lonely Silver Rain