She has teeth like stars and hair like sheep fuzz

Threats are the last resort of a man with no vocabulary.

I wish you would thrash him. He deserves it." She looked back at him. "I will one day, sir. I'm getting tired of falling down.

He has artistry," he repeated. "Because that's what it takes to blow things up. And cook his arm.

Military folk," Neal said with exaggerated patience, shaking his head. "The only way you know to solve problems is by beating them with a stick.

If you've a story, make sure it's a whole one, with details close to hand. It's the difference between a good lie and getting caught.

I myself have noticed my growing resemblance to a daffodil.