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The sun finally died in beauty, flinging out its crimson flames, which cast their reflection on the faces of passers-by, giving them a strangely feverish look. The darkness of the trees became deeper. You could hear the Seine flowing. Sounds carried farther, and people in their beds could feel, as they did every night, the vibration of the ground as buses rolled past. — Georges Simenon

He couldn't even find the will to yell at her now. A real man didn't yell at those who weren't exactly sane themselves, he told himself. — Lora Leigh

Was it possible that perhaps the most plausible explanation was being offered by someone who anyone with an ounce of sanity would have long ago consigned to the realm of the insane? — Tim Horvath

She settled into a sitting position, wincing. "Oh, my poor rear end. I hope you appreciate what I went through to get here."
Alain watched her anxiously. "You have hurt your ... "
"My butt. Yeah." She returned his gaze, puzzled. "I'll survive. Why are you blushing?"
"Blushing?" His face felt warm. What did that mean?
"Yes." Mari laughed. Does talking about my butt embarrass you? I'm sorry. It's nothing special."
"I ... " His face felt even warmer. "I think it is."
"You do, huh? Where have you been all my life?"
This time he gave her a mystified look. "I sent almost all of it inside a Mage Guild Hall. The one in Ihris. You know this."
Mari laughed again. — Jack Campbell

I wanted to find a nice quiet spot, go to sleep, and dream about kittens. — John Corwin

Them. Many times people will describe places as not being "kid-friendly." That's enough for me. Whenever I hear that a restaurant is "not kid-friendly," I always think, "That place must be awesome! Let's get a sitter. — Jim Gaffigan

By the time you read this letter, these words will be those of the past. The me of now is gone. — Fennel Hudson

If the worst comes to the worst I can always take Evelyn's place, can't I? — Georgette Heyer