It seems that the analysis of character is the highest human entertainment. And literature does it, unlike gossip, without mentioning names.
You are not just a big-picture girl for me, Brooke Parker. You’re the only picture.
You've met Nick?" "Yep, we've met, all right. He was kind enough to inform me that I have absolutely no say in whether you two date. " "Well, you don't. " "You know, you all could at least pretend that my opinion makes a difference.
It's a truth universally acknowledged that an FBI special agent in possession of great skill and talent is likely to engage in trash talk every now and then.
I invited a few people to help celebrate your birthday," Cameron said sheepishly. She threw up her hands. "Surprise. " "We sort of come with the package," Collin explained. "Think of it as a collective gift from all of us to you: five bona fide annoying and overly intrusive new best friends. " "It's the gift that keeps on giving," Wilkins said. Jack grinned. "I'm touched. Really. And since it appears I'm going to be moving in, let me be the first to say that all of you are always welcome at my and Cameron's house. Subject to a minimum of forty-eight hours prior notification.
My God, Jack - with a look like that, you two should just get a room. And try not to pick the one with a dead body next to it this time.
What exactly was your plan here, Mr. Andrews? To just walk in and flash your little smile, no questions asked?
I'm weird. I'm not too focused on the physicality of a man. They just have to become my best friend, and then I start to get attracted to them. I've never been in a bar and just hit on a guy and started kissing him; I've never done that in my life.
The young women who attract so much attention never change: They are all stupid. They have at best only the crudest notions of their own power, and never calculate motives or consequences. Giving a young woman a young woman's body makes as much sense as giving ten teenagers Lamborghinis and telling them to drive in figure 8s around a parking lot.
The VIP area, which is geared to live entertainment, is a black-lit stage with a neon painting resembling New York City on the walls. It's supposed to resemble New York City,. . . Look, we even have the Twin Towers on there.
When the time comes, they won't ask what kind of a Jew you are.