The key to retaining their respect was to find out what they wanted to do, then tell them to do it.
The entire town of Monte Rio consisted of a gas station and a tire-flattened raccoon.
That’s what I’m saying, said Charlie, who wasn’t saying that at all.
Splendid, said the Emperor, without a hint of sarcasm. I believe we’ve achieved a new level of doomed. Y
Sometimes, it turned out, art was what you had to say, not how you said it.
So safe, Coyote said, that you can lose it in a day? To be safe is to be afraid. Is that what you want: to be afraid?
She knew it should bother her more, being evil and all, but after she put on a little mascara and some lipstick and poured herself another cup of blood-laced coffee, she found that she was okay with i...
She had the kind of legs that kept her butt from resting on her shoes—a size-eight dame in a size-six dress and every mug in the joint was rooting for the two sizes to make a break for it as they watc...
She could hear wisps of fog brushing against the buildings like wet velvet.
Religion in Chinatown, as in most places, is based less on a cogent theology and more on a collection of random fears, superstitions, prejudices, forgotten customs, vestigial animism, and social contr...
Perhaps there is a reason that there is no fool piece on the chessboard. What action, a fool? What strategy, a fool? What use, a fool? Ah, but a fool resides in a deck of cards, a joker, sometimes two...
Para ser honesto era muito raro ferver, mas gostava do som da expressão fervoroso pagão e creio que seria um nome fantástico para uma banda de rock cristã.
Othello, we are told by Iago, is not a Muslim, but a Christian, but, you know, he might be a secret Muslim. I mean, he’s so African looking, and he has that funny name . . . Yeah, I went there.
One Monday, just for sport, Charlie grabbed an eggplant that a spectacularly wizened granny was going for, but instead of twisting it out of his hand with some mystic kung fu move as he expected, she...
O White Devil, you do not want to purloin that purple fruit, for I have four thousand years of ancestors and civilization on you; my grandparents built the railroads and dug the silver mines, and my p...
Mr. Asher, I’m going to have to ask you to leave. No, ma’am, I’m going to have to insist that you pass away, this instant. You’re overdue.
Minty Fresh made a motion with his hands of leveling, as if he were smoothing an imaginary tablecloth of calm over a counter constructed of contemporary freak-out.
Love them all, said Renoir. That is the secret, young man. Love them all. The painter let go of his arm and shrugged. Then, even if your paintings are shit, you will have loved them all.
Like the saber-toothed tiger’s fangs, or the Alpha Male’s testosterone, there’s just more Beta Male imagination than can really be put to good use. Consequently, a lot of Beta Males become hypochondri...
Joshua and I tried to engage Joy in conversation several times during the journey to Kabul, but she was cranky and abrupt and often just rode away from us. Probably depressed that she’s not torturing...