Nothing but dust and fundamentalists.

His progress through life was hampered by his tremendous sense of his own ignorance, a disability which affects all too few.

If you had enough money, you could hardly commit crimes at all. You just perpetrated amusing little peccadilloes.

What's money interested in? More money.

What do you call those things at the bottom of rivers? Frogs? Stones? Unsuccessful gangsters?

The nice thing about your police procedural as opposed to your classic murder mystery is that in a murder mystery you don't know who did it. Whereas in a police procedural you know, you know everything often and you're watching the police home in.

Just because something is a metaphor doesn't mean it can't be real.