I punched to line. "Yes? What?" "Norville. It's Cormac. If you don't change the subject right now, I'm going to have to go over there and have a word with you.

One inch at a time, that was how her father had taught her. You can't do anything but worry about the few inches right in front of you.

I grinned at him. 'Jealous?' He grinned right back. 'That's a trick question. If I say yes you'll accuse me of being paranoid and unreasonable, and if I say no you'll make some defensive crack about how I don't think you're worth getting jealous over.' This is what I got for hooking up with a lawyer.

A lot of what we're doing here deals with perception rather than truth. Many would argue that reality depends more on the former than the latter.

You know, I'm sick and tired of people pointing rifles at me.

Then I realized that most of the world's problems stemmed from macho dickheadism, and if I cold defeat that I could save the world.

All you know is what you think you know, but that isn't always what's real.