Mma Ramotswe tucked the cheque safely away in her bodice. Modern business methods were all very well, she thought, but when it came to the safeguarding of money there were some places which had yet to...
If you were going to be successful in the world of crime, you needed a reputation for honesty.
If you want to know the Correct term for me, I'm a Dark-Hunter.Nick digested that word slowly. Which means what? You hunt darkness?Yes, Nick. That's exactly what I do. There's just not enough of it. N...
I tried to make sense of things. Now that I think about it, I have always tried. It could be my epitaph. LEO GURSKY: HE TRIED TO MAKE SENSE.
I read it twice, then I said, Well, why don't you?Why don't I what?Why don't you wish her many happy returns? It doesn't seem much to ask.But she says on her birthday.Well, when is her birthday?Can't...
Had that poor Reilly kook really been proud of Levy Pants? He had always said that he was. That was one good sign of his insanity.
Fascination exists only in the imagination of the fascinated.
FEE, FI-- Magnus begins. Oh wait, I already said that, he adds.
Edna restored the toffee to the centre of her tongue and sucking pleasurably, resumed her typing of Naked Love by Armand Levine. Its painstaking eroticism left her uninterested--as indeed it did most...
D'you think he would have thought ahead like that? said Henry. Assuredly, said Will. The man's a strategist. He tapped his temple. Like me.
Could be. I’m a pretty dangerous dude when I’m cornered.Yeah, said the voice from under the table, you go to pieces so fast people get hit by the shrapnel.
How often misused words generate misleading thoughts.
No". Tyrion's voice was hoarse. "Sansa is no longer yours to torment. Understand that, monster." Joffrey sneered. "You're the monster, Uncle" "Am I?" Tyrion cocked his head. "Perhaps you should speak...
Tighten your seat belt and enjoy the ride of life.
It is hard to be kind to those who smack the hands that feed you.
It's a small world, but I wouldn't want to paint it.
Don't panic and carry a towel
I stared in awe at the Lincoln Memorial. If Honest Abe had come to life and somehow managed to lift his bony twenty-three-foot, four-inch frame from his throne, what would he say? What would he do? Wo...
philosophy is not suited for the masses, what they need is holiness.
The name of the new religion," said Rumfoord, "is The Church of God the Utterly Indifferent.