Ian Rankin Quotes

POETS Day, remember! Fox smiled to himself: Piss Off Early, Tomorrow's Saturday. It was all the invitation he needed. — Ian Rankin

It's easier if you do a handstand,' commented Rebus. 'What is?' 'Talking out of your arse. — Ian Rankin

My father was a slave to capitalist ideology. He didn't know what he was doing."
"You mean you went to an expensive school? — Ian Rankin

You wouldn't think you could kill an ocean, would you? But we'll do it one day. That's how negligent we are. — Ian Rankin

Strip the veneer, and the world had moved only a couple of steps from the cave. — Ian Rankin

Robert Rotenberg does for Toronto what Ian Rankin does for Edinburgh. — Jeffery Deaver

There are worse forms of prostitution than whoring.
-Inspector John Rebus — Ian Rankin

I still think most writers are just kids who refuse to grow up. We're still playing imaginary games, with our imaginary friends. — Ian Rankin

What happens to sanity when you chain it to a wall? — Ian Rankin

Trapped in limbo, believing in a lack of belief, but not necessarily lacking the belief to believe. — Ian Rankin

He's as smooth as a fresh-laid turd and gives off the same smell. — Ian Rankin

Everything you do from waking till sleeping is against somebody's Bible, Cafferty. — Ian Rankin

I'm game if you are. — Ian Rankin

I doubt he'd give me the smell from his farts - no, tell a lie: in that one respect he's being more than generous. — Ian Rankin

A good album should be more than the sum of its parts. — Ian Rankin

It was a quiet street - people kept themselves to themselves. It — Ian Rankin

Hardship bred a bitter, quickfire humour and resilience to all but the most terminal of life's tragedies. — Ian Rankin

He had perfected the art of looking interested, and could grasp in surprise at any and every predictable punchline. — Ian Rankin

when the shit was heading fanwards. — Ian Rankin

It was the laughter of birthdays, of money found in an old pocket. — Ian Rankin

Woodwork creaks and out come the freaks, eh? — Ian Rankin

Scotsman's way of dealing with death. He'd found — Ian Rankin

War created bizarre allies, while peace itself could be divisive. — Ian Rankin

muted 'thanks' as the person moved away. 'It — Ian Rankin

Rebus lifted a Guardian — Ian Rankin

And little girls went to charm schools. Now you've all got degrees from the University of Sarcasm. — Ian Rankin

Was still a fine, persistent drizzle. There was a word in Scots for it - smirr. — Ian Rankin

Sky glowing dull pink. Simmer dim, as the Shetlanders called — Ian Rankin

We've already eaten,' Fox said. 'Nice, was — Ian Rankin

The man nodded and brought a bottle from the glass-fronted fridge, — Ian Rankin

Places changing and people with them, dreams shifting ever further beyond reach. — Ian Rankin

He'd tried to talk to you about anarchy yesterday but his English and your French conspired against the dialog. — Ian Rankin

Groynes divided the mostly sandy beach into neat compartments. — Ian Rankin

parked and placed the POLICE sign on the dashboard. — Ian Rankin

At all times, think like a writer, and keep those antennae twitching - that way, you pick up new ideas. — Ian Rankin

all eyes turned towards him, entered the — Ian Rankin

That guy should be in porn films." Barclay frowned. "Why's that then, Allan?" Ward looked at him. "Tell me, Tam, when did you last see a bigger prick? — Ian Rankin

POETS day," he reminded Siobhan. "Piss Off Early, Tomorrow's Saturday," she recited. — Ian Rankin

I love thriller writers. My favourites are Harlan Coban, Lee Child, Ian Rankin, Kathy Reichs and Ed McBain. — Maeve Binchy

Tell me, Francis, do you buy your one-liners wholesale? Only they're well past their sell-by. — Ian Rankin

The online world could stuff that in its pipe and vape it. — Ian Rankin

We're ready for the off, then. — Ian Rankin

The mistrust and resentment they brought with them, the way tribes feared anything new, anything from outside the camp's tight confines. — Ian Rankin

Rather than hanging around like a fart under a duvet. — Ian Rankin

This man had something to hide, some shame in his past, and those with a past can always be bought. — Ian Rankin

Down Where the Drunkards Roll." "How — Ian Rankin

...despite rumors to the contrary, you're on the side of the angels. (...) Whether you like it or not. — Ian Rankin

[About a tiresome colleague]: He could bore for Scotland. — Ian Rankin

It seemed to him a very Edinburgh thing. Welcoming, but not very. — Ian Rankin

Rebus was eating breakfast in the canteen and wishing there was more caffeine in the coffee, or more coffee in the coffee come to that. — Ian Rankin

There's an insult buried in there somewhere, but I can't quite see it. — Ian Rankin

Right from the very beginning, I knew I wanted to write palpably Scottish fiction. — Ian Rankin

Bad Men Do What Good Men — Ian Rankin