Mew," the kitten retorted, locking gazes with him. It had the expression common to all kittens, that of a tyrant in the becoming. 'I was comfortable, and you dared to move,' those jade eyes said. 'For that you must die.' When it became apparent to the cat that its two or three pounds of mass were insufficient to break Locke's neck with one mighty snap, it put its paws on his shoulders and began sharing its drool-covered nose with his lips. He recoiled.

Nobody admires anyone else without qualification. If they do they're after an image, not a person.

To us — richer and cleverer than everyone else!

Yeah, but if I don't start my nervous pacing now, I'll never have it all done in time.

I don't have to beat you. I don't have to beat you, motherfucker. I just have to keep you here... until Jean shows up.

As for history, we are living in its ruins. And as for biographies, we are living with the consequences of all the decisions ever made in them. I tend not to read them for pleasure. It’s not unlike carefully scrutinizing the map when one has already reached the destination.

So that makes us robbers of robbers," said Bug, "who pretend to be robbers working for a robber of other robbers.