I learned early and at that kitchen table that there are ways of avoiding, without guilt, the commitments of love.
I love deadlines. I love the whooshing noise they make as they go by.
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.
I mean, it's a good job we've got a last desperate million-to-one chance to rely on, or we'd really be in trouble!
I must own, too, that I can't be astonished at his being vexed to death over this business. It is excessively awkward! However, he doesn't lay the blame for that at my door: you mustn't think that!I s...
I never sleep on the plane. I have to be awake and using my mind power to keep it in the air
I often wonder why the whole world is so prone to generalise. Generalisations are seldom if ever true and are usually utterly inaccurate.
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...
I said alone!He nodded in agreement. Aye, you usually say that, and I still stay. It’s our way.
I shot him a look. That bouncer was really big.His lips quirked. Oh, Kitten, see, I try not to say bad things.What?The grin spread. I would say size doesn't matter but it does. I would know. he winked...
I should fancy, however, that murder is always a mistake. One should never do anything that one cannot talk about after dinner.
I suppose when you say you slept with him, it was more than just a nap?Lillian shot her a withering glance. Daisy, don’t be a pea wit.
I surround myself with all eight throw pillows while hugging two. What is so bad and uninteresting about me, Alex? Peter was the fifth break up––Sixth– –Sixth break up in the last two years. And I’m a...
I swear to hold my tongue about it till the end of your worship's days, and God grant I may be able to let it out tomorrow
I think back to those days after the Bastille fell, the Mercure Nationale run from the back of the shop, that little Louise sticking her well-bred nose in the air and flouncing off to bawl out their p...
I think cynicism often disguises itself as humour.
I think she’s too ignorant to be a witch.
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 was not so comfortable with my new authority that I could say 'We eat the chicken now!' but the magus had seen that I was considering it...My purse is full enough, said the magus, to keep you suppli...
I'm going to see if Morris has a spare spine lying around you can borrow if you're scared to speak to that high-heeled, smug-ass bitch, Peabody.
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