In the realm of theory, Freudian psychology might just be the worst moment of all. That statement considers both falsehood and pernicious influence.
Winslow Steele, The Anatomy of Stasis.
When the evidence is sparse (Paleontology), there should be an aura of uncertainty. There should be probing doubt, and probing questions. There should be dispute. And what do we have? Jovial agreement.
Hampton Fancher, Variations on the Red Barn Con.
“Actors have arrived from Europe” was the phrase. And Lydia soon found herself correcting it to “Twisted nasty lying creeps have arrived from Europe.” She thought to herself: “There, that’s better.”
Benedict Elder, A Cosmopolitan Paradise.
“Perhaps he was having a bad day, Inspector. That does count, doesn’t it, in a case of homicide?”
Kiefer Sythe, The Detective Club.
“Wittgenstein was about half right on the matter. Just eradicate the philosophers, Thomas. Get rid of them and you will have solved the problem.”
Ford Blasey, The Perplexity of the Two Green Doors.
“It seems he always has a logical explanation that proves he is not actually lying or actually stealing. How can a person live like that?”
Brooks Westerby, Squaresville.
“Larry’s been talking to machines again,” moaned Linda. “He shouldn’t do that. It shouldn’t be done.”
Brooks Westerby, Squaresville.
Observing the way the world is. That has become a new form of crime. Simply noticing what is what.
Lance Brookland, Walking the Plank.
“There are plenty who’ll lie, old boy. But that little actress friend of yours? She wants to lie. Always. She is yearning to lie.”
William Garrick, My Friend Bryson.
“The key to Zen?” asked Gwen. “That would be gin.”
Jason Starling, ed., Adventures in Narrative Parsimony.
