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Kett Tool Quotes By Jeff Lindsay

Whatever," I said. "The point is, if it's a child small enough to throw, then she lost so much blood here she has to be dead." "She's eighteen years old," Debs said. "Almost nineteen." "Then assuming she's average size, I don't think we want to try to catch somebody who could throw her that hard. If you shoot him, he might get very annoyed and pull off your arms." Deborah — Jeff Lindsay

Kett Tool Quotes By Frederick Weisel

People are complicated," she said. "Didn't they teach you that in biography school? — Frederick Weisel

Kett Tool Quotes By Garry Mulholland

A small town called Phoenixville in Pennsylvania is invaded by aliens. Or maybe alien singular, it's hard to tell. Because this hostile visitor is an amorphous mass of goo that must be jelly 'cos jam don't shake like that. It doesn't do too much leaping (unless you count the jerk-edit special effects), but it's very good at sliding across the floor, killing puny humans by absorbing them. Steve McQueen is Steve is the boy who leads a group of teens who foil its evil plan to turn Earth into a giant trifle. — Garry Mulholland

Kett Tool Quotes By Kazune Kawahara

Haruna: Rather than Yoh's appearance, I much prefer his character!
Yoh: To me those are fatal words... — Kazune Kawahara

Kett Tool Quotes By John Pepper Clark

We fall.
All casualties of the war,
Because we cannot hear each other speak,
Because eyes have ceased to see the face from the crowd. — John Pepper Clark

Kett Tool Quotes By Jam Master Jay

Then I got a gig with an older friend who had the equipment and he played in this bar. They would bring me in the bar through the backdoor and I would DJ in the back room most of the night. Then they'd take me out the backdoor, so I was never really in the bar. — Jam Master Jay

Kett Tool Quotes By Jean Rhys

I watched her die many times. In my way, not in hers. In sunlight, in shadow, by moonlight, by candlelight. In the long afternoons when the house was empty. Only the sun was there to keep us company. We shut him out. And why not? Very soon she was as eager for what's called loving as I was - more lost and drowned afterwards. — Jean Rhys