My grandmother likes you. My mother worries that you might be related to Satan.
My fear was that I’d oversleep, and when Ranger broke into my apartment to wake me up, I’d drag him into bed with me. And then what would I tell Joe?
Morelli opened a kitchen drawer, removed a gun, and stepped to the cellar door. Wait, I said, maybe we should call the police. Cupcake, I am the police.
Money isn’t everything.’‘The only people who say that are people who have enough money to pay the rent.
Maybe your pregnant. Oops, hold on, you're not pregnant, on account of you're not gettin any.
Lula and Grandma did a complicated high five.
Jeez, Dougie, I said, I thought you were dead. Naw, I just wished I was dead. My dad got transferred to Arkansas, so I went with them, but I’m telling you, Arkansas was no place for me. No action, you...
It’s not a good idea to mess with a woman who has a pimple.
It has been my experience that the only normal people are those you don’t know very well.
If I could just get Broom to cooperate, we could fly, Glo said. Then we wouldn't have to worry about traffic. Harry Potter didn't have to worry about traffic.You relize Harry Potter isn't real, right?...
I don't believe this, Morelli yelled. I don't fucking believe this. What do you do, sit in bed at night and think about ways to fuck up my life?
I could use some help with an FTA.What's your problem?He's old, and I'll look like a loser if I shoot him.
I am just a simple monk. The sun shines on the just and unjust alike. If the sun does not judge, then who am I to do so?
Holy cow! I said. You can’t go to the door like that! My gun’s in the kitchen. Yes, but your underwear’s on the floor in my bedroom! And that wasn’t the biggest problem.
His participation was in the ballpark of a pity fuck.
He smiled when he saw me . . . and it was the nice smile that included his eyes.
Deedee is really very sweet, he whispered.
Besides, there's nobody who is going to watch your back better than me. You know that. And that's why I'm going to be there with you, whenever there is, whenever you ask, and as long as I'm able, he s...
And from where I was sitting his ass looked like little Bear's bed...not too hard, and not too soft, but just right.
Don't you just hate a phony-looking stiff? - Aunt Edna