Organized crime is the dirty side of the sharp dollar.
I guess God made Boston on a wet Sunday.
I certainly admire people who do things.
It was a smooth silvery voice that matched her hair. It had a tiny tinkle in it, like bells in a doll's house. I thought that was silly as soon as I thought of it.
Some days I feel like playing it smooth. Some days I feel like playing it like a waffle iron.
She was kind of girl who'd eat all your cashews and leave you with nothing but peanuts and filberts.