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When things are at their blackest, I say to myself, 'Cheer up, things could be worse.' And sure enough, they get worse. — Robert Asprin

Ah, yes" Langdon said with a knowing smile. "Who better than a bunch of celibate octogeneraians to tell the world how to have sex?"
Sinskey was liking the professor more and more every second. — Dan Brown

Members of the public would be forgiven for thinking that it is MPs who are lazy and that it is Parliament that is failing to provide good value for money. — Margaret Hodge

The less people know about 'Paranormal Activity,' the more they enjoy it. — Oren Peli

I'm an orphan. But the public has adopted me, and that has been my only family. The biggest family in the world is my fans. — Eartha Kitt

The circumstance that any man could suppose that Matthew when he said, 'Jacob begat Joseph,' or Luke, when he said, 'Joseph was the son of Heli' could refer to the wife of the one, or the daughter-in-law of the other, shows to what desperate stratagems polemical orthodoxy will resort in order to defend an untenable position. — William Rathbone Greg

Ten minutes," Butch whispered into Marissa's ear. "Can I have ten minutes with you before you go? Please, baby ... "
V rolled his eyes and was relieved to be annoyed at the lovey-dovey routine. At least all the testosterone in him hadn't dried up.
"Baby ... please?"
V took a pull on his mug. "Marissa, throw the sap bastard a bone, would you? The simpering wears on my nerves."
"Well, we can't have that, can we?" Marissa packed up her papers with a laugh and shot Butch a look. "Ten minutes. And you'd better make them count."
Butch was up out of that chair like the thing was on fire. "Don't I always?"
"Mmm ... yes."
As the two locked lips, V snorted. "Have fun, kiddies. Somewhere else. — J.R. Ward

Because Native American Indians are so marginalized in the historical world, we are compelled to search for tiny openings in the armor of recorded history to work resistant magic. — Autumn Morning Star