“What’s the matter, Irene? What’s wrong?” He could barely hear her as she disappeared round the corner. “Everything. Everything is wrong.”
Jason Starling, ed., Adventures in Narrative Parsimony.
How does one react to something that is disgusting? How that question is answered will determine the fate of a society.
Winston Joyce, Rational Agent Theory.
“If you actually do care, Ellen, then you need to stop caring.”
Georgina Hickes, An Ornamental Murder.
“We don’t have the words anymore, Molly. Ludicrous means nothing today. Ridiculous doesn’t come close. Clown show means nothing. Circus—nothing.”
Pryce Cummings, Rattle Box.
“His body was found at the foot of Wolf Canyon. Yesterday morning.”
“Well, canyons don’t come any finer than that one, Donna. That I do know.”
Everson Dwight, Theory of Machines, a Novel.
Rule 18. If the ideal is unattainable for you personally, then redefine the ideal as a pathology. And attack it.
Dell Arbogast, The Null Hypothesis and Other Stories.
“Since when,” demanded Lucas, “is being ashamed some kind of virtue? I mean, what the hell?”
Devona Twilly, Shallowness, a Novel.
“I am sure,” said Jack, “that I shall never forget the sound it made when that book landed in the dumpster.”
Diana Moone, Living Well.
“No, I am picturing a guy roaring down the Dallas North Parkway at ninety miles per hour whilst keying my phone number with his thumb. I hope that helps.”
Anselm Bligh, A Collection of Miniatures.
“We don’t know many of the answers, Jackson. After all, emergent growth is unpredictable and we will be creating the future as we go.”
Addison Quayle, Grilled-Cheese and Soup.
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