Being smart spoils a lot of things, doesn't it?
You know how cats do. They hide to die. Dogs come home.
I'm doing one of three things: I'm writing. I'm staring out the window. Or I'm writhing on the floor.
When the Fox hears the Rabbit scream he comes a-runnin', but not to help.
Good-bye Clarice. Will you let me know if ever the lambs stop screaming?" "Yes." Pembry was taking her arm. It was go or fight him. "Yes," she said. "I'll tell you." "Do you promise?""Yes.
What he has in addition is pure empathy and projection,” Dr. Bloom said. “He can assume your point of view, or mine – and maybe some other points of view that scare and sicken him. It’s an uncomfortable gift, Jack. Perception’s a tool that’s pointed on both ends.