Funny how you dig yourself into a hole by the teaspoon.

For the living, death is thievery.

We'd been assured it wouldn't be painful, though she might experience 'discomfort,' a term beloved of the medical profession that seems to be a synonym for agony that isn't yours.

Half an ear cocked, something in me, all night, every night, is waiting for you to come home.

...whenever a woman describes a man as sweet, the dalliance is doomed.

One of my problems with terrorism is that it's self-evidently bad. The main thing that makes it complicated is the fact that it works. When you go at it with a moral hammer, it's really, really bad. It's so bad you wouldn't believe it because you don't accomplish anything. I think the one thing terrorists themselves are vulnerable to is mockery. It's an excellent weapon.

I am vain, or once was, and one of my vanities was to feign that I was not.