“Truth is, Mister Stratford, from where I sit he’s a choirboy, he really is, but there has to be some justice in the world, you see, not necessarily law justice but justice justice, and that’s why I’m going to kill you.”
“Truth is, Mister Stratford, from where I sit he’s a choirboy, he really is, but there has to be some justice in the world, you see, not necessarily law justice but justice justice, and that’s why I’m going to kill you.”
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"‘I don’t know how to do officering.’
‘No one knows how to do officering, Fred. That’s why they’re officers. If they knew anything, they’d be sergeants.’"
“Am I dyin’?’
YES.
‘Will I die?’
YES.
Granny Weatherwax thought this over. ‘But from your point of view, everyone is dying and everyone will die, right?’
YES.
‘So you aren’t actually bein’ a lot of help, strictly speakin’.’”
"‘Will she live happily ever after?’ he said.
NOT FOREVER. BUT PERHAPS FOR LONG ENOUGH."
"‘I don’t know how to do officering.’
‘No one knows how to do officering, Fred. That’s why they’re officers. If they knew anything, they’d be sergeants.’"
"‘Will she live happily ever after?’ he said.
NOT FOREVER. BUT PERHAPS FOR LONG ENOUGH."
"'You wrote everything down, Crispin?' he said. 'Why?'
Crispin looked appalled.
'Got to keep records, Reacher,' he said. 'Can't cover y' tracks if you don't know where y'left 'em. Then... can put it all back, see, hardly a crime at all.'"
"‘You’re my own flesh and blood,’ said Dibbler, shaking his head. ‘How can you do this to me?’
‘Because I’m your own flesh and blood,’ said Soll.
Dibbler brightened. Of course, when you looked at it like that, it didn’t seem so bad."
"‘Will she live happily ever after?’ he said.
NOT FOREVER. BUT PERHAPS FOR LONG ENOUGH."
"'You wrote everything down, Crispin?' he said. 'Why?'
Crispin looked appalled.
'Got to keep records, Reacher,' he said. 'Can't cover y' tracks if you don't know where y'left 'em. Then... can put it all back, see, hardly a crime at all.'"
"‘You’re my own flesh and blood,’ said Dibbler, shaking his head. ‘How can you do this to me?’
‘Because I’m your own flesh and blood,’ said Soll.
Dibbler brightened. Of course, when you looked at it like that, it didn’t seem so bad."
“‘As a wizard I must tell you that words have power.’
'As a politician I must tell you I already know.’”
"'You wrote everything down, Crispin?' he said. 'Why?'
Crispin looked appalled.
'Got to keep records, Reacher,' he said. 'Can't cover y' tracks if you don't know where y'left 'em. Then... can put it all back, see, hardly a crime at all.'"
Cheney Haunted By People He Didn't Manage To Kill In Iraq War
Cheney Haunted By People He Didn't Manage To Kill In Iraq War
Pic heavily related.
Pic heavily related.
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