In any given situation there will always be more dumb people than smart people. We ain't many!
There are many other little refinements too, Mr. Bohlen. You'll see them all when you study the plans carefully. For example, there's a trick that nearly every writer uses, of inserting at least one...
Don't gobblefunk around with words.
If they wanted their shit stirred, then stirred their shit was jolly well going to be.
Okay. Oh-kay.Re-cap. He just had a man come in his mouth. He liked it. He may be embarking on anal sex, soon, if he was reading the subtext right.Options: stay or leave.Pros of staying: first...
I haven't met that many women, human or angelic, who actually like to drive. In my experience they seem to be much more pragmatic about the whole thing than we are. For most males, driving is an...
Whatever my ancestors did to you, none of them consulted me.
His handsome face is suffused with rage. He stands before me shaking, then to my disgust, bursts into noisy tears; "I shall tell my mother of you!" he sobs and crashes out of the chamber
No one's stopping you," said Jess. "But you've got to make it more interesting. That's why why we drift off and talk about biscuits.
YOU WILL DRINK THE COFFEE UNTIL I CAN SEE MY FACE IN THE BOTTOM OF THE CUP! I did not mean to roar. But it's a clay cup. I DO NOT CARE! He finished the coffee. You did not have to finish it, I said,...
Are you ever going to kiss me without swearing first?
Twenty she curses you out by lunch, says Chris.Thirty she kills you by lunch, adds Logan.I'm getting her number.The two of them laugh.
Would I laugh?Matter of fact, you would, says Zeb. Heart like shale. What you need is a good fracking.
I mean, here we are in LA. The home of celebrities. They're the local natural phenomenon. Everyone knows you come to LA to see the celebrities, like you go to Sri Lanka to see the elephants.
Peyton, I'm not married and you're not a lesbian. Think of the possibilities.
Does still run fiction?I have absolutely no idea, Melinda, he said, grinning.
Isn't he cute? That he thinks he has a sense of humour?
I'll always be your friend, he said. Your best friend, if you let me. But I want to be your lover, too. He groaned and shifted in his chair. Soon. I want to be that soon. Then a look came over him. Oh...
He'd never been shy, but he'd always been a little uncertain around girls. He just couldn't believe they liked him.
You dance?I think that might be overly optimistic, he said. I do something. I'll try not to hurt you.
A million possible endearments ran through his head. But he said, Help.
I mean, I don't want to pass judgment-I just wish my husband didn't shoot deer.Oh, Mel, don't worry. I've been hunting with your husband-the deer are completely safe.
The driver got out smiling. He looked about seventeen or eighteen, and for a second, I had the uneasy feeling it was Luke, my old enemy. This guy had the same sandy hair and outdoorsy good looks. But...
You're probably wondering: why were Medusa's kids a golden warrior and a winged horse? And how had they been stuck in Medusa's body all those years?Heck, I dunno. I'm just telling you how it was. You...
Anyway... she knows a guy who knows a guy who knows a horse who knows a goat who knows another horse
Travis: I didn't know they made permanent makeup. I looked like a clown for a month.Connor: Yeah. They put a curse on me so that no matter what I wore, my clothes were two sizes too small and I felt...
I wondered if I should start a small fire in Percy Jackson's sink, perhaps burn some bandages in thanks, but I decided that might strain that Jackson's hospitality.
Sam's phone buzzed. She fished it out of her pocket, checked the screen, and cursed. I have to go.You just got here.Valkyrie business. Possible code three-eight-one: heroic death in progress.You're...
Jason hated being an old man.
What's the best part of being in Hermes cabin?Connor: You are never lonely. I mean seriously, new kids are always coming in. So you always have someone to talk to.Travis: Or prank.Connor: Or...
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all...
Havermeyer was a lead bombardier who never missed. Yossarian was a lead bombardier who had been...
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...