Yes, you may ask my name but only if you can tell me: are your thighs as fine as a fresh, crisp morning in early July?

When I hear somebody talk about a horse or cow being stupid; I figure it’s a sure sign that the animal has somehow outfoxed them

And I think I’m underappreciated.

I kind of have to go to the bathroom,” Aria said woozily.Ezra smiled. “Can I come?

I’m living so far beyond my means that we may almost be said to be living apart.

Everyone can make scrambled eggs, Remy. It’s programmed into you at birth, the default setting. Like being able to swim and knowing not to mix pickles with oatmeal. You just know.

Were you proposing to shoot these people in cold blood, sergeant?””Nossir. Just a warning shot inna head, sir.

There’s no savior here. Especially not at 1:15 a.m.

The platform underneath the balloon fell on her as she was trying to escape,” she explained. “She was crushed.””I’d have been disappointed too.

As I stepped onto the gloomy landing a word formed in my mind: two syllables, starts with a V and rhymes with dire. I froze in place. Nightingale said that everything was true, after a...

People in blind love throw away common sense, conscience and comedy from the life.

Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life...

Though the color would be fetching on him

Sometimes the walk to the doctors is a better cure than the medicine you receive

Kat moaned that I’d plowed my way in here, why couldn’t I plow us back out. I made a sick joke about the only kind of plowing I wanted to do was into her.

We can’t all be bakers or chefs. Many of us have modest ambitions. But we can all buy a piece of the pie.

Without pride, man becomes a parasite – and there are already too many parasites.

Each day of the week, Kalist indulges himself in a different, secret ritual. On Mondays, he wears cologne. On Tuesdays, he eats meat for lunch. On Wednesdays, he places a bet after work. On Thursdays,...

As he grew older, which was mostly in my absence, my firstborn son, Alexander, became ever more humorous and courageous. There came a time, as the confrontation with the enemies of our civilization became more...

The Major’s laughter boomed out again.”And I never kept a diary in my life!” he cried. “Why there’s enough cream in this situation to make a dishful of meringues. You and I, you know, the...

Bisexuals are really attracted to senior Lib Dems – as they are both a man and a great big pussy.

Jesus.

On peut rire de tout mais pas avec n’importe qui.

I love deadlines. I love the whooshing noise they make as they go by.

How are we going to get out of here?””Oh, escape is easy once you have the right plan.””Do we have the right plan?””Not yet.””Do we have any plan?””Not yet.

Or at least half price.” And he was gone again.

When I was done raking and bagging, I banged on the door and demanded entry /…let me in by the hair on your chinny, chin-chin/ (a fairytale moment there) Dick opened it and in his...

Remember: If you go for a walk with a friend in England, don’t say a single word for hours; if you go for a walk with your dog, talk to it all the time.

Y-naga: “That’s the thing… It’s like trying to find a guy who’s a kid at heart but still a responsible adult, so he can be counted on when I find myself in a pinch, somebody...

I was doing my little stand up shtick, the one I did for pretty girls, so they’d like me quickly and wouldn’t try too hard to actually get to know me beyond my role as...

You know, bullying,” her mother began. “I see it every day. Kids get bullied at school, they get cyber bullied, text bullied, Myface bullied.” “Oh, God!” Arista groaned. “It’s My Space or Facebook. Not Myface.

You going to stay in there all night, because we’re getting tired of trying to eavesdrop from out here. Can’t hear a damn thing.

Maxim 8: Mockery and derision have their place. Usually, it’s on the far side of the airlock.-The Seventy Maxims of Maximally Effective Mercenaries

Ready?” Aeron called over.Michael span to see him giving a thumbs up to the booth. His eye was drawn down to the huge war hammer hanging from his other hand.”How about we start with a...

I look in the glass sometimes at my two long, cylindrical bags (so picturesquely rugged about the knees), my stand-up collar and billycock hat, and wonder what right I have to go about making God’s...

We did photograph albums, best dresses, favourite novels, and once someone’s own novel. It was about a week in a telephone box with a pair of pyjamas called Adolf Hitler. The heroine was a piece...

Father was about to leave the house with his camera on his way to call for Mrs Walsh. They were going to a nearby park where, he said, he was planning to take her on...

Xav sprinkled olive oil on his lettuce. ‘Lola was very particular that it all had to fit properly.’ ‘Lola?’ squeaked Diamond. I wanted to warn her not to rise to the bait Xav was dangling...

She was every inch the skeletal goddess that had been promised by the bones of her feet.

Please, touch me, I pray.

I never sleep on the plane. I have to be awake and using my mind power to keep it in the air

Well, that explains why we jumped into bed with each other so quickly. We were both hornier than a bucket of desert toads.

Gomst’s mouth framed a ‘no’, but every other muscle in him said ‘yes’. You’d think priests would be better liars, what with their jobs and all.

Fredrika Bimm, what do you think you’re doing?””Freaking out. Losing my mind. Thinking about snapping your husband’s spine. Squashing the urge to vomit. Wishing I had died at childbirth.””Oh, you say that when you don’t...

The church has never been asked to explain anything, our speciality, along with ballistics, has always been the neutralisation of the overly curious mind through faith.

He felt like a baked bean in a can, soaring through the air on a downward turn of a parabolic arc…

Linda’s presentation of the ‘facts’ had been so gruesome that the children left Alconleigh howling dismally, their nerves permanently impaired, their future chances of a sane and happy sex life much reduced.

A VIP area is nothing without not-so-important people.

The public is wonderfully tolerant. It forgives everything except genius.

That was when I realised a sad but incontrovertible truth: I was a geek, and there was no getting around it. I could dress in Kate’s clothes, but it didn’t make me Kate.