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“Tweets? In 2013, the Pew Research Center, which conducts polls about issues, attitudes, and trends, released the results of its annual survey about Internet use—including Twitter and other social media websites—by the American public. They found that in 2012, 16 percent of adults who used the Internet used Twitter, second only to Facebook, which 67 percent used. The survey revealed that Twitter is most appealing to adults between the ages of 18 and 29, African Americans, and people who live in urban areas. Women were slightly more likely than men to use Twitter. According to similar research by Ignite Social Media, not even half of all Twitter users in 2012 lived in the U.S. Of the cities worldwide with the largest bases of Twitter users, only two—New York and Los An- geles—were in the U.S. Caracas, Venezuela, had the most users, followed by Jakarta, Indonesia, and Sao Paulo, Brazil.”
― Sara Gilbert, The Story of Twitter

“Now, why do people separate games into AAA and indie titles in the first place? What is it that creates this two-way split between two seemingly arbitrary groups? Some people might think that it’s because the two have entirely different pricing models. However, some AAA titles are cheap or even free (Hearthstone, for example.)”
― Robert C. Matthews, Coding Games: A Comprehensive Beginners Guide to Learn the Realms of Coding in Games from A-Z

“Maybe spies liked to be old-school too. Maybe some still practiced timeworn methods like the ones George Washington had used. Apparently, Washington developed a lot of spy craft techniques to help him fool the British. Secret code names, dead drops, invisible ink, cyphers, coded messages—all kind of things.”
― Steven K. Smith, Spies at Mount Vernon

“Rip off the greats, and the goods as well. Mimic and make it your own. Try to err.”
― Robert C. Matthews, Coding Games: A Comprehensive Beginners Guide to Learn the Realms of Coding in Games from A-Z

“In the corner near her grandfather’s bed she saw a short ladder against the wall; up she climbed and found herself in the hayloft. There lay a large heap of fresh sweet-smelling hay, while through a round window in the wall she could see right down the valley.”
― Johanna Spyri, Heidi

“Hence, once the director calls cut on a take, May will often roar, ‘Get me pussy,’ and Munn will appear with the furiously mewing orb of animals. This is not to be mistaken for anything else. He’s not Donald Trump.”
― Jeremy Clarkson, The Grand Tour Guide to the World

“People in this village will know it is all lies,” said Sue. “You’re the best baker in Peridale! Whoever wrote this was just jealous.” “Maybe.” “Don’t let it get to you.” “I’m not.” “Liar,” Sue said as Julia walked past her with a stack of plates and cups. “Whoever Miss Piston is, they’re probably really unhappy”
― Agatha Frost, Pancakes and Corpses

“Our party soon broke up; Mrs. Blair went below to sleep and I went out on deck. Colonel Race followed me. “You’re very elusive, Miss Beddingfeld. I looked for you everywhere last night at the dance.” “I went to bed early,” I explained. “Are you going to run away to-night too? Or are you going to dance with me?” “I shall be very pleased to dance with you,” I murmured shyly. “But Mrs. Blair——” “Our friend, Mrs. Blair, doesn’t care for dancing.” “And you do?” “I care for dancing with you.” “Oh!” I said nervously. I was a little afraid of Colonel Race. Nevertheless I was enjoying myself. This was better than discussing fossilized skulls with stuffy old professors! Colonel Race was really just my ideal of a stern silent Rhodesian. Possibly I might marry him!”
― Agatha Christie, The Man in the Brown Suit

“Word of warning,’ said the postman, although I half-expected his warning would consist of more than one word. ‘That message will set alight in exactly five seconds … four … three … two …’ I slipped the paper onto my tongue and swallowed before he could finish his countdown. A moment later I felt a burning sensation rising in my chest. I burped and a plume of smoke blew out of both nostrils.”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“Now, I know I’m not exactly boyfriend material—’ I began. ‘There’s no not exactly about it!’ interrupted Finefellow. ‘You’re only eleven—’ ‘Thirteen,’ I said, correcting her. Finefellow shook her head. ‘You’re still at school—’ ‘Not today, I’m not,’ I said smugly. ‘And you’ve got an incredibly unpleasant face,’ she added. ‘It’s like a wasp that’s been squashed against a car window. All scrunched up. Quite hideous really.’ Ever the gentleman, I laughed at Finefellow’s poor attempt at humour, before she followed it up with some genuine concern. ‘You’re not normally so ugly, are you?’ she said. ‘What happened? Did somebody hit you in the face with a door?’ ‘How did you know?’ I said, stunned. ‘Were you there?’ ‘I wish,’ grinned Finefellow.”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“Stood in the doorway, I considered my options in four easy steps. Step one and I’d bump into a stiff-looking piece of red moulded plastic. The visitor’s chair. Step two and I’d bang my knees on an antique wooden writing table that was piled high with pizza boxes. Step three and I’d have by-passed both the table and its companion, a leather armchair, only to find myself nose-to-brick with the opposite wall. Step four and … oh, that’s not possible. Not without a pneumatic drill at least.”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“Now, you don’t look like much, young Dare, but if you’re half the man your father is—’ ‘Then I’ll be extremely small,’ I said. ‘Exactly,’ agreed the Big Cheese.”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“Work for you, sir?’ I said excitedly. ‘You mean … you mean …?’ The Big Cheese nodded. ‘Indeed, I do.’ ‘I’m going to be a … a …’ I stammered. The Big Cheese nodded again. ‘Yes, you’re going to be a—’ ‘Spy!’ I blurted out. ‘Toilet boy,’ said the Big Cheese. My legs gave way and I sank back down to the carpet. ‘Toilet boy?”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“That’s a bit careless. Who was looking after them?’ ‘You were,’ sighed Finefellow. She drew a breath before reeling off the list. ‘Agents Fifteen and Sixteen have run off to open a florists together; Agent Twenty-Six has been trampled on by a herd of stampeding buffalo and Agent Nine got her scarf caught in a tumble-dryer … whilst she was still wearing it!”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“Sleep tight, Ugo Dayer …”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“One of my agents is about to explode,’ revealed the Big Cheese. ‘Not literally, of course. But he is being over-worked and we can’t afford to lose him like the others. I’m referring to Agent One.’ ‘Agent One?’ I said, screwing up my face. ‘That’s a bit better than Agent Minus Thirty-Five.’ ‘And that’s because Agent One is a bit better”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“I tend to keep my pennies in a pair of my father’s socks,’ I said. ‘They were hanging on the washing line the last time I looked. Perfectly safe.”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“summer’s day.”
― Agatha Frost, Lemonade and Lies

“Before I set off for the Hard Times Hotel, however, I had a slight detour to make. The Big Cheese’s instructions had been clear. Ditch the dressing gown. So that was what I did as soon as I arrived back home. I ditched it and replaced it with my father’s dressing gown instead.”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“from The Black Star of Kingston”
― S.D. Smith, The Green Ember

“For now, it’s time for sleep.”
― S.D. Smith, The Green Ember

“me.”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“JACKED”
― Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

“Nobody steals my pegasus. Not even Rachel. I wasn’t sure if I was more angry or amazed or worried.”
― Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

“Paper, however, has probably never had the misfortune of travelling anywhere with two bothersome brothers like Boris and Igor Bottle.”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“Wrinkles.”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“How dare you try and rob our bank!’ snarled Boris. ‘Well, you both dared,’ I said,”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“Like a petrified penguin on thin ice,”
― David Codd, The Greatest Spy Who Never Was

“adventure and magic.”
― Jessica Renwick, The Book of Chaos

“Julia reached under her bed, her fingers closing around the baseball bat.”
― Agatha Frost, Doughnuts and Deception