The Savage Detectives: A Novel

Mentally, I thanked him for it, because if there’s anything I hate it’s a hysterical Frenchman.

Everything that begins as comedy ends as tragedy.

Stultorum plena sunt omnia,

Invidia ceu fulmine summa vaporant.

Odero, si potero. Si non, invitus amabo.

Wherever Claudia lives is Israel, said Norman, no matter what fucking place it is, call it whatever you want, Mexico, Israel, France, the United States, planet Earth.

what good wind brings you here?

Motherfucking hemorrhoid-licking old bastard,

Belano, I said, the heart of the matter is knowing whether evil (or sin or crime or whatever you want to call it) is random or purposeful. If it’s purposeful, we can fight it, it’s hard to defeat, but we have a chance, like two boxers in the same weight class, more or less. If it’s random, on the other hand, we’re fucked, and we’ll just have to hop