When people disagreed with him he urged them to be objective.

You have no respect for excessive authority or obsolete traditions. You're dangerous and depraved, and you ought to be taken outside and shot!

I can't start writing until I have a closing line.

They couldn't keep Death out, but while she was in she had to act like a lady.

In short, Clevinger was one of those people with lots of intelligence and no brains, and everyone knew it except those who soon found it out.

Only Hungry Joe had something better to do each time he finished his missions. He had screaming nightmares and won fist fights with Huple's cat.

But how can one be warm alone?