I see you've destroyed another police vehicle. Perhaps you now hold the record.
Some things in life are out of your control. You can make it a party or a tragedy.
Roarke's brow cocked as he noted Casto take in the black satin that slithered over Eve's body. In the manner of men or unfriendly male dogs, Roarke showed his teeth.
You don't find time to write. You make time. It's my job.
Grab it while you can because tomorrow could suck you dry.
The doll, Dallas. You know, Barbie doll. Jeez, didn't you ever have dollies?" "Dolls are like small dead people. I have enough dead people, thanks.