Sighing, she gave a brief nod. โI was supposed to win. I was supposed to finish you off. They never counted on you winning. And then you didnโt kill me. It was awful.โ โYouโre welcome,โ I said, feeling fresh anger ignite. โIโll try not to humiliate you by letting you live next time.โ (Max II to Max)
James PattersonRight now, America looks like a fatheaded, shortsighted, gas-guzzling arrogant blowhard to the rest of the world.
James PattersonA lot of writers fall in love with their sentences or their construction of sentences, and sometimes that's great, but not everybody is Gabriel Garcia Marquez or James Joyce. A lot of people like to pretend that they are, and they wind up not giving people a good read or enlightening them.
James Patterson