“I’m not asking Alexa a damned thing! I don’t pose questions to anyone or any thing that I can’t strangle.”
Sebastian Sleeve, The Random Walk and Other Stories.
“Everyone does his job, stays the line, contributes to the social order. Whilst you go traipsing about. That’s a parasite, Wilkins. Why pretend that you don’t know it?”
Leighton Johns, My Uncle Toby.
“My other sock is almost on,” thought Edward. And an exciting thought it was, too.
Roone Giddings, An Arrangement of Particles.
“It’s not that I am cold and aloof, and just don’t care about their opinions. No, it’s that I really don’t believe their opinions. I don’t believe that it all matters so much to them.”
Gwen Tunder, Vile Porridge.
Psychopath: a secular term for an evil person.
Callista Ralph, Alphabet Soup.
“She spoiled him, all right. But you’re wrong—she did not love him. She detested him. That is why she spoiled him.”
Rhonda Carstairs, A Bad Case of the Whim-Whams and Other Stories.
“My fantasies—as you call them—would work out just fine, if I didn’t have to drop down to dirt zero every time upon fading out….”
Chadwick Graves, One Damned Thing After Another.
Mathematics does not depend on proof. The proofs come later.
Amanda Willcoxen, ed., The Literary and Philosophical Fragments of Gregory James Sallust.
A wheelbarrow filled with detritus is pretending to be a culture.
Octavius Kinder, A Sustainable Unhappiness.
“She has tattoos all over her backside, Katharine.”
“Meaning what?”
“Meaning she is bad news.”
Gladys Huizinga, Hard-Luck Dennis.
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