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by Harold Robbins

“Upstairs, when I was in the boy’s room, Beatriz, I was thinking. He’s so much like his father. He should know.”

  “The boy knows one father. That’s enough.”

  “He would be very proud of him.”

  “He’s very proud of you,” she replied.

  “He’s growing up,” he persisted. “What if he should find out?”

  “I’ll take that chance,” she insisted stubbornly.

  “In fairness to his father?”

  “No!” she said sharply. “His father is dead and fairness doesn’t matter to him any more.” Abruptly she got up and walked into the kitchen. From the table he saw her pull open the incinerator chute and drop the ring into it. He heard it tinkling on its way down.

  “Why did you do that?” he asked when she came back to the table.

  “Now he is gone,” she said tightly, “and there is nothing left of him but a dream we all had when we were young.”

  Jeremy started to speak but then he saw the tears standing in her emerald eyes. Instead he too got up, taking her into his arms and holding her closely to him. He felt the trembling in her and the salt of her tears against his lips.

  She was wrong. And he knew that she knew it.

  There was always the boy upstairs.

  Harold Robbins, Unguarded

  On the inspiration for Never Love a Stranger:

  “[The book begins with] a poem from To the Unborn by Stella Benson. There were a lot of disappointments especially during the Depression—fuck it—in everyone’s life there are disappointments and lost hope…. No one escapes. That’s why you got to be grateful every day that you get to the next.”

  On writing The Betsy and receiving gifts:

  “When I wrote The Betsy, I spent a lot of time in Detroit with the Ford family. The old man running the place had supplied me with Fords, a Mustang, that station wagon we still have…. After he read the book and I was flying home from New York the day after it was published, he made a phone call to the office on Sunset and asked for all the cars to be returned. I guess he didn’t like the book.”

  On the most boring things in the world:

  “Home cooking, home fucking, and Dallas, Texas!”

  On the inspiration for Stiletto:

  “I began to develop an idea for a novel about the Mafia. In the back of my head I had already thought of an extraordinary character…. To the outside world he drove dangerous, high-speed automobiles and owned a foreign car dealership on Park Avenue…. The world also knew that he was one of the most romantic playboys in New York society… What the world did not know about him was that he was a deadly assassin who belonged to the Mafia.”

  On the message of 79 Park Avenue:

  “Street names change with the times, but there’s been prostitution since the world began. That was what 79 Park Avenue was about, and prostitution will always be there. I don’t know what cavemen called it; maybe they drew pictures. That’s called pornography now. People make their own choices every day about what they are willing to do. We don’t have the right to judge them or label them. At least walk in their shoes before you do. 79 Park Avenue did one thing for the public; it made people think about these girls being real, not just hustlers. The book was about walking in their shoes and understanding. Maybe it was a book about forgiveness. I never know; the reader is the only one who can decide.”

  Paul Gitlin (Harold’s agent) on The Carpetbaggers after first reading the manuscript:

  “Jesus Christ, you can’t talk about incest like this. The publishers will never accept it. This author, Robbins, he’s got a book that reads great, but it’s a ball breaker for publishing.”

  From the judge who lifted the Philadelphia ban on Never Love a Stranger, on Harold’s books:

  “I would rather my daughter learn about sex from the pages of a Harold Robbins novel than behind a barn door.”

  On writing essentials:

  “Power, sex, deceit, and wealth: the four ingredients to a successful story.”

  On the drive to write:

  “I don’t want to write and put it in a closet because I’m not writing for myself. I’m writing to be heard. I’m writing because I’ve got something to say to people about the world I live in, the world I see, and I want them to know about it.”

  Harold Robbins titles from RosettaBooks

  79 Park Avenue

  Dreams Die First

  Never Leave Me

  Spellbinder

  Stiletto

  The Betsy

  The Raiders

  The Adventurers

  Goodbye, Janette

  Descent from Xanadu

  Never Love A Stranger

  Memories of Another Day

  The Dream Merchants

  Where Love Has Gone

  The Lonely Lady

  The Inheritors

  The Looters

  The Pirate

 

 

 


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