Nancy Martin > Quotes

“A great man has said that racism is the biggest cancer of his lifetime. But just because he can’t cure that cancer didn’t mean he shouldn’t attack it in small ways.” “Martin Luther King?” I asked. Judge Potter shook his head. “Charles Barkley.”
― Nancy Martin, Have Your Cake and Kill Him Too

“to your parole?” “Nothing. The guy I was with is a”
― Nancy Martin, A Little Night Murder

“Those Southern girls can get very peculiar once they’re sexually awakened.”
― Nancy Martin, Dead Girls Don't Wear Diamonds

“She had a glint in her eye that didn't quite match her cordial remark, and she smiled as if she'd beaten me at Ping-Pong. I thought for a second what a smart Texan might say to such a clear goad. It didn't take long to hit on just the right thing.

I said, "Bless your heart, ma'am. Thank you.”
― Nancy Martin, Miss Ruffles Inherits Everything

“Now, that isn’t to say that I don’t think Cain should have at least counted to ten, like I was trying to do, but maybe Abel was a meddler, just like my sister. And perhaps, even though Cain had repeatedly told him to back off, Abel decided to stick his nose into his brother’s business one to many times—thus deserving a good wallop on the noggin after all.”
― Nancy Martin, Drop-Dead Blonde

“town to help raise money for a scholarship”
― Nancy Martin, Some Like it Lethal

“According to the American Kennel Club committee currently appraising the breed's pending application, Miss Ruffles was a Texas cattle cur - a small but powerful dog with the speed and temperament for driving cows over a cliff, if need be. She stood about knee high, with a tough, brindle gray coat that bristled over her compact body. At one end, her tail was an ugly stub, at the other, her muzzle narrowed to a foxy point. The wide space between her pricked ears -one was floppy, the other constantly erect - made room for a quick, cunning brain. At home in Honeybell's mansion, she didn't match the Chinese porcelain or the silk-upholstered furniture. In fact, she was often caught chewing the chairs. But Miss Ruffles had a habit of grinning when she panted, and her intelligent eyes conveyed more personality than most people. She liked to have fun, and she didn't care who annoyed to get it.”
― Nancy Martin, Miss Ruffles Inherits Everything

“relax.”
― Nancy Martin, Sticky Fingers

“He shuddered. “What a waste of perfectly good maraschino cherries. Why put them in anything but a Manhattan?”
― Nancy Martin, Some Like it Lethal