He's not going to shoot us in the back by accident, is he?" Deputy Coltrain asked. I smiled, not sweetly. "He promised not to.

Maybe they know what I know, that the true way to a man's heart is six inches of metal between his ribs. Sometimes four inches will do the job, but to be really sure, I like to have six.

If you're dressed for my funeral, it's too casual. If it's just street clothes, then you must be scaring the tourists.

a pink taffeta evening gown. It looked like it had run away from a junior high prom... The dress looked like a petunia on steroids to me.

Sometimes you deal with the devil not because you want to, but because if you don't, someone else will.

If I'd been easily discouraged, I could have been a one-hit wonder

I don't have a master. I'm not sure if I have an equal.