The security officer smiled and said, ‘Good afternoon, ma’am,’ to me before I gave him ID.” “It’s a sick world, Eve.” He resisted taking her hand for another squeeze. “A sick, sad world.

I want you more than I should," she heard herself say. "I have you less than I want.

The man was useless as tits on a bull, but he didn't deserve to die like that.

Why would I kill someone I don't know, when I know so many people who irritate me, and havent't killed any of them?

I was educated by the nuns. Guilt and discipline — combine those and you'll be pretty productive.

Life is never as long as we want it to be, and wasted time can never be recovered.

He looked around when he heard a window-rattling roar. "Earthquake? Volcano? Nuclear war?" "Beaver," Peter told him. "I don't care if it is Alaska, you don't have beavers big enough to sound like that.