Patricia Cornwell
In 1956, on June 9, Patricia Cornwell was born in Miami, beginning a life that would take her through journalism and reporting before she established herself as a novelist and crime fiction writer. Early in her career, she received the Edgar Allan Poe Award for Best First Novel, the Anthony Award for Best First Novel, and the CWA New Blood Dagger, a collection of debut honors that marked a significant opening chapter in her work as a fiction writer.
Cornwell, a United States citizen who writes in English, attended Charles D. Owen High School before studying at Davidson College and King University. Her professional life has encompassed journalism and reporting alongside her output as a crime fiction novelist. Her notable works include Postmortem, All That Remains, The Body Farm, Point of Origin, Blow Fly, and Scarpetta. Beyond writing, Cornwell has worked as an art collector, and she holds the French distinction of Chevalier des Arts et des Lettres, an honor recognizing contributions to the arts and literature.
Among the formal distinctions Cornwell has received is the Gold Dagger, one of the prizes awarded within the crime writing field. Her work is catalogued by the Library of Congress under the authorized name "Cornwell, Patricia Daniels," a designation reflecting her full legal identity as it appears in major institutional records. The Gold Dagger stands as a concrete marker of the professional recognition her fiction has received.
Quotes by Patricia Cornwell
Perhaps my greatest shame was that I could not show what I should, and I worried no one would ever know how much I cared. Crows.
As is true with everything else, whatever can be used for good most assuredly will be used for evil.
Aggression is about competing. Competing for the male, for the female, competing for the person most fit for breeding. Competing for resources such as food and shelter. Competing for power, because without hierarchy there can’t be social order. In other words, aggression occurs when it’s profitable.
The older I got, the more I was of the opinion that love can be experienced in many different ways. There is no right or wrong way to love, only in how it is expressed.
Odors have their own story to tell and the secret is to block them out after they’re no longer relevant.