I'd hate to list our specialties. Wreck cars, eat doughnuts, create mayhem.
When people ask what you do, tell them you're a writer. Put yourself on the line. Make a commitment.
I exchanged my flannel shirt for a Rangers jersey and zapped the television on. Probably I should make more phone calls, but the Rangers were playing and priorities were priorities.
Ranger Smiled. 'You want me to be Superman? Spend the night with me.
The golden years are for pussies. We went straight to brass.
I see you looking at my cookies,' my father said to Morelli. 'Don't even think about it. Go get your own cookies.