Much Quotes (page 123)
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Hey, our hair's the same color," I said, eyeing us side by side in the mirror. Sure is, Girlfriend." Eric grinned at me. "But are you blond all the way down?"Don't you wish you knew?"Yes," he said simply. Well, you'll just have to wonder."I am," he said. "Blond everywhere,"I could tell as much from your chest hair."He raised my arm to check my armpit. "You silly women, shaving your body hair," He said, dropping my arm.
Charlaine Harris
The subtlest change in New York is something people don't speak much about but that is in everyone's mind. The city, for the first time in its long history, is destructible. A single flight of planes no bigger than a wedge of geese can quickly end this island fantasy, burn the towers, crumble the bridges, turn the underground passages into lethal chambers, cremate the millions. The intimation of mortality is part of New York now: in the sound of jets overhead, in the black headlines of the...
E. B. White
One of us should stop her," Ranger said to Morelli, his eyes fixed on me. Not going to be me," Morelli said. "Have you ever tried to stop her from doing something she wanted to do?"Haven't had much success at it," Ranger said. Morelli rocked on his heels. "One thing I've learned about Stephanie over the years, she's not good at taking orders."Has authority issues," Ranger said. And if you piss her off, she'll get even. She ran me over with her father's Buick once and broke my leg."That got a...
Janet Evanovich
You think me foolish to call instruction a torment, but if you hadbeen as much used as myself to hear poor little children firstlearning their letters and then learning to spell, if you had everseen how stupid they can be for a whole morning together, and howtired my poor mother is at the end of it, as I am in the habit ofseeing almost every day of my life at home, you would allow that totorment and to instruct might sometimes be used as synonimouswords.
Jane Austen
The moth settled onto the curtain and sat still. It was an astonishing creature, with black and white wings patterned in geometric shapes, scarlet underwings, and a fat white body with black spots running down it like a snowman's coal buttons. No human eye had looked at this moth before; no one would see its friends. So much detail goes unnoticed in the world.
Barbara Kingsolver
