The best way of keeping a low profile was to immerse himself in the mundane. Act like them, talk like them. A smile, a joke was all it took - at least during the day. The night was his own.
The last I knew you were going to a party. just a few friends at the McEvoys' you told me. The science club, you told me. What happened? You got into a fight about the theory of relativity? Did creati...
We are all materialistic. There are different levels of materialism! Some aspire to a fancy car, others only wish to go to bed at night with a full stomach.
The only person truly capable of keeping me from fulfilling my dream is me.
Because I was single, there was a chance I was a homosexual. Because I went to Syracuse, wherever that was, then I was probably a Communist. Or worse, a Liberal. Because I was from Memphis, I was a su...
He walked away. It was a shame really, but what could I do? He was the law; I broke the law, two things one should never combine.From WIP The Trinity Saints
The first thriller ever? It was probably one from 1697. It was called Little Red Riding Hood.
Marisa starts to snoop. I might as well too. It's not often that I get to visit a water pellet company in a freaky refugee nation.
So what if you hurt him? He'll hurt you. You'll hurt each other. That's what love is about, right? You can't know what'll happen till you actually try it. Don't try to make excuses like you're protect...
Wisdom Is The Principal Thing
We're in America; why do I have to "Press 1" for English?
They'll die in overtime
...a thriller's toughest trick: carefully assembling everything we think we know, until it reveals the one thing we didn't see coming.
Some sinister secret lat buried in the heart of the graveyard !
Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of being well-preserved, but to skid sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, still screaming, 'Whoo what a ride!
Better an honest devil than a lying angel...
I've said my friend, not once, but twice, never trust a preety girl cause darkness waits a mile behind her smile!!
At that exact moment, 6-0-0, the sun climbed over the skyline of oaks, revealing its full summer angry-god self. Its reflection flared across the river toward our house, a long, blaring finger aimed at m...
Calmly, deliberately, he moved his hands down to her breasts and molded his fingers over them. Jay inhaled sharply, and he said, Easy, easy, as he stroked the soft mounds. Steve, no. But her eyes were...
I put it to the great man [Hitchcock], the key to fictitious terror is partition or containment: so long as the Bates Motel is sealed off from our world, we want to peer in, like at a scorpion enclosu...
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