Lisa A. Nichols

“Buttercup's mother whirled on him. 'Did you forget to pay your taxes?' (This was after taxes. But everything is after taxes. Taxes were here even before stew.)”
― William Goldman, The Princess Bride

“ The Lake Isle

O God, O Venus, O Mercury, patron of thieves,
Give me in due time, I beseech you, a little tobacco-shop,
With the little bright boxes
piled up neatly upon the shelves
And the loose fragrant cavendish
and the shag,
And the bright Virginia
loose under the bright glass cases,
And a pair of scales not too greasy,
And the whores dropping in for a word or two in passing,
For a flip word, and to tidy their hair a bit.

O God, O Venus, O Mercury, patron of thieves,
Lend me a little tobacco-shop,
or install me in any profession
Save this damn’d profession of writing,
where one needs one’s brains all the time.”
― Ezra Pound

“It wasn’t the first time he’d met someone that made him want to kneel, to crawl, to submit, but it was the strongest reaction he’d had in a long time. And she had no qualms about manhandling him. His wrists still ached from where she’d grabbed him, and he wanted to savor that.”
― Lisa Nicholas, The Farther I Fall

“I'm a sociopath. I look normal, but I'm not. I'm smarter, better, and freer, because I'm not bound by rules, law, emotion or regard for you.”
― Lisa Scottoline, Every Fifteen Minutes