You want a poke in the eye with a sharp stick? Sully offered. You don’t have a stick, Will pointed out.
Whereas God, for reasons of His own, sometimes chooses to let the machine answer. The Supreme Being is unavailable to come to the phone at this time, but He wants you to know what your call is importa...
Was anything in the world truer than that intuitive leap of the heart?
To his surprise he...discovered that it was possible to be good at what you had little interest in, just as it had been possible to be bad at something…that you cared about a great deal.
They turned down the narrow alley that led to the Woohvorth’s
The attraction of cynicism was that it so often put you in the right, as if being right led directly to happiness.
She had always seemed to him to be deep-down wild, the wilder because she harnessed that wildness most of the time.
Rub wiped his nose on his sleeve. I just wisht— What? Rub sighed. Where to begin? That I’d be nicer to you? He shrugged again, but this was the gist of it, Sully could tell. I wish I would, too, he sa...
People sometimes get in the habit of being loyal to a mistake.
Nor do I want the woman that I’m married to and that I love to leave me, but the thought of her doing so moves me in a way that our growing old together and contentedly slipping, in affectionate tande...
My mother had more than once remarked that my father was one of the war's casualties, that the Sam Hall who came back wasn't the one who left, the one she'd fallen in love with. I didn't doubt that sh...
La verdad no sirve como sustituto de una buena respuesta.
It's possible to overlook character flaws of in-laws for the simple reason that you feel neither responsible for them nor genetically implicated.
In the end it all came down to companionship, to friendship, to sacrifice, to compromise.
Griffin’s mother loathed grading papers, too, of course. Who didn’t? But she was meticulous about correcting errors, offering style and content suggestions in the margins, asking pointed, often insult...
For fairness and loyalty, however important to the head, were issues that could seldom be squared in the human heart, at the deepest depths of which lay the mystery of affection, of love, which you ei...
Because if you were God, it stood to reason your real enemy would be boredom. Sully
Books by her favorite Golden Age British mystery writers—Josephine Tey, Margery Allingham, Dorothy Sayers, Ngaio Marsh, John Dickson Carr, and Agatha Christie—evil
Begin laughing too, though they have no idea why. Which
You can't possibly judge your ability to control something until you've experienced the extremes of its capabilities.