I didn't approve of murder on general principles. Not even of people who seemed to go around begging for it.

I hadn't liked him at first. He did sort of grow on you after a while. Like the cosmopolitans. Or maybe because of the cosmopolitans.

All cynics are disappointed idealists. The more stars in the eyes, the harder the fall.

You don't look so hot, Adrien." "Yeah, well I'm having a bad heart day." His upper lip curled in a semblance of a smile. "Tell me about it.

Not as intolerable as being dead, in my opinion, but I'm very fond of me. I would miss me a lot.

He was probably selfish in the sack. Probably selfish and greedy and...unsophisticated. And hung like a horse.

He went through the cupboards, found the olive oil, and started upstairs again. He glanced down at the green and gold label and had to bite back a laugh at the words Extra Virgin. That about summed it up.