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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4cc25af | In her heart the girl knew that she should never ever sign over the deeds of Saxby Hall to her wicked aunt. But her heart was broken. Stella's body and spirit had been crushed by the past days and nights of terror. With her parents gone, and Soot trapped at the bottom of the icy lake, she felt she had nothing left to live for. If she signed now perhaps this nightmare would be over. | David Walliams | ||
| d11c11d | I'm too young to die. | David Walliams | ||
| 922561e | Father | David Walliams | ||
| 60d4143 | As she took each step a little bubble of wind puffed out of her saggy bottom. It sounded like a duck quacking. Either she didn't realise or was extremely good at pretending she didn't realise. | David Walliams | ||
| 6edfe9e | Granny's bum squeaking again | David Walliams | ||
| 826f7ea | dining room and up the stairs to | David Walliams | ||
| 4dc29b3 | AWFUL AUNTIE | David Walliams | ||
| 9b84c1f | Up and down went the ends of the old man's moustache | David Walliams | ||
| 9d748df | Fingers and Thumbs | David Walliams | ||
| 4306cdb | Detective | David Walliams | ||
| 3661ca2 | peeved. | David Walliams | ||
| df32dfa | rozzers"*" | David Walliams | ||
| 8be9a22 | Oh, shut yer face, ya idiot! | David Walliams | ||
| 7942c90 | various | David Walliams | ||
| 9d6d39e | greatest | David Walliams | ||
| c1be64f | Twilight Towers. | David Walliams | ||
| 0a306a5 | and a tea | David Walliams | ||
| 1b21b88 | lifetime left. Jack was going to have to help him. But he had | David Walliams | ||
| bcb7786 | Sweating profusely, the thirsty dentist took a large swig of mouthwash, | David Walliams | ||
| 5a96db2 | carry him. That fateful afternoon the boy vowed that he would never ever | David Walliams | ||
| 36ff5ad | bunnykins, | David Walliams | ||
| 4ee26a4 | GGGRRRUUURRR! The noise of Woolly's bottom burping sounded just like a bear growling. | David Walliams | ||
| 21bb69c | Billionaire Boy | David Walliams | ||
| e90f2d2 | Myrtle's | David Walliams | ||
| 8ba9816 | until recently, it would have been Grandpa tucking Jack in. Now | David Walliams | ||
| a8d9252 | But as ever in life, wherever there is tragedy, you can often find comedy. | David Walliams | ||
| 27b0683 | No one knows where socks disappear to. It is one of the universe's greatest mysteries. Either they are sucked into a black hole where time and space have become flattened, or they get caught in the back of the washing machine. | David Walliams | ||
| 019f51b | That night Jack lay in bed, in the place just between awake and asleep. The room was beginning to disappear to make way for the world of dreams. | David Walliams | ||
| fabdde6 | Detective Bone | David Walliams | ||
| d7926ea | AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH | David Walliams | ||
| c47e2d9 | have your chocolate stolen? | David Walliams | ||
| c6d0b64 | morning, they were forced to lift her up and carry her there. Myrtle refused to walk even though it | David Walliams | ||
| cf0b922 | Payne sought clarification. "Vertical or horizontal?" "Horizontal, of course." "Sorry but I can't help you." "Will you pipe down for a minute? Naturally she was dead since I work at a cemetery. Her face struck a chord though. So, I rummaged around in the old Rory memory bank, and Emily is what rings a bell. Didn't we go to school with an Emily? Tenth or eleventh grade, if I recall it correctly." | romance writing thriller crime-fiction mystery suspense | Ed Lynskey | |
| 4c0200d | A diamond wedding ring, you say?" I studied his face. Was he putting me on? He looked earnest. "As any guy would expect, a diamond is what she's after," I said. "Did you hold out hope you'd get by for anything less?" | crime-noir hardboiled military detective-novel | Ed Lynskey | |
| 9938e8b | From Chapter 1: "You're not a local." I paused, unsure. "Or are you?" "Sort of. Randall Van Dotson is my dad. I'm Rennie." After tossing her head that coy, sweet way girls do, she gave me a candid appraisal." | hardboiled mystery-suspense noir-fiction | Ed Lynskey | |
| b1c1b86 | Have they ever. Isabel never misses a trick. Anytime I step into their foyer, she's dropping hints all over the place. Don't get me wrong because I love both women dearly, and I enjoy playing a game or two of Scrabble, just not on every visit. Why can't we play Monopoly for a change of pace? I love squeezing the play money in my fist and snapping up the swanky properties like Park Place and Boardwalk. | cozy-mystery mystery-novel whodunit women-sleuths | ed lynskey | |
| 90d4db2 | What I can say with honesty is that my research in Russia and in Germany has brought me nothing but the worsening of my eyesight and the waste of years of my life. And I did it all for you. | research worsening readers | Nick Tosches | |
| 05c956b | Sportsman's Hall offered four sporting events: rat killing by a weasel, rat killing by a dog, rat killing by a man, and dogfighting. | gambling weasel sport | Nick Tosches | |
| 602efcd | At the time of the Russian emancipation, about 20 percent of the Russian population lived in serfdom. In the United States at this time, about 10 percent of the population lived in slavery. | slavery russian united-states | Nick Tosches | |
| 04cfbc3 | But the lie often repeated becomes history, and the snake-oil pitchman's forgery of yore becomes the inspirational gospel of a posterity that sees itself as worldly and wise. | history gospel lie posterity | Nick Tosches | |
| 9c6ae31 | Rothstein worked with Park Avenue men as beards in the club-house, and with Broadway characters, such as Morris the Boob on The Lawn, and he probably bet away from the track, too. | lawn morris-the-boob park-avenue rothstein | Nick Tosches | |
| 42b2ab5 | On February 3, 1959, near Fargo, North Dakota, an airplane carrying Holly, Richie Valens, and the Big Bopper (J. P. Richardson) crashed, killing all aboard. Waylon Jennings, who was in Holly's band at the time, gave his seat to the Big Bopper at the last minute. | Nick Tosches | ||
| 02cb589 | As explained by Carlos Marighella, the Brazilian guerrilla leader whose writings influenced political terrorists in the 1960s and 1970s, if a government can be provoked into a purely military response to terrorism, its overreaction will alienate the masses, causing them to "revolt against the army and the police and blame them for this state of things." | Chalmers Johnson | ||
| 8aee72e | Americans generally think of Pol Pot as some kind of unique, self-generated monster and his "killing fields" as an inexplicable atavism totally divorced from civilization. But without the United States government's Vietnam-era savagery, he could never have come to power in a culture like Cambodia's," | Chalmers Johnson |