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“Hate that picture. Hate that frame. And that lamp, Carrie. That lamp ought to apologize.”
Diana Moone, Living Well.
“Hate that picture. Hate that frame. And that lamp, Carrie. That lamp ought to apologize.”
Diana Moone, Living Well.
“No, no. Ellen said that he was patriarchal in a good way.”
Stephanie Biggers, Cat Farming in Nigeria.
“But do poets ever make mistakes?” demanded Harry. “That’s what I need to know.”
Thaddeus Crewes, Crowded Evil World.
One has a right to one’s nausea. Surely.
Godfrey Tooke, Collected Aphorisms.
“I’m not saying that everything was falling apart,” admitted Moriarty. “I am saying that there was no reason for it not to fall apart.”
Buster Kelso, Crimes Against Music.
“Of course, Jack, but in those days I could not afford therapy.”
“Well, then, you must thank your lucky star for that!”
Everson Dwight, Theory of Machines, a Novel.
“She has literally poured her pain onto paper, Clive.”
“Yes, dear, but who asked her to?”
Ralston Dowd, Less of It.
Kirby longed to reside in that state of already knowing.
Colin Fanshawe, Theory of Oppression: A Collection of Stories.
“The stars are ours,” enthused Janet. “The cosmos is ours!”
“No it isn’t,” hissed Robert.
Anselm Bligh, A Collection of Miniatures.
“Clarissa is not always right, David. But she is always sure.”
Kiefer Sythe, The Detective Club.