Each of his phrases was rather like a little ancient island, inundated by a miniature sea of whiskey.
We are, all four of us, blood relatives, and we speak a kind of esoteric, family language, a sort of semantic geometry in which the shortest distance between any two points is a fullish circle.
People are mostly hot to have a discussion when you're not.
How old are you? I asked her. "Old enough to know better." she said.
You don't always have to get too sexy to get to know a girl.
It was a very stupid thing to do, I'll admit, but I hardly didn't even know I was doing it.