Hazel

“He understands that the ‘childish things’ are not really things; not objects. Saint Paul is not talking about what you do with the toys you have outgrown. He is talking about your character. Put away. Put away. The irony is horrible. The suggestion, being offered with the usual mix of piety and end-of-term bonhomie, is that you should take the innocent child in your hands and murder it. Stuff the body into a cupboard. Lock the door. Is this what they expect of you now? James feels a savage loyalty to himself. He imagines now how he will kick and fight to prevent them from putting him away and replacing him with something else.”
― Richard Farr, The Truth About Constance Weaver

“What was the name of the band?” Carella said. “I don’t think it had a name. It was a pickup band.” “It had a leader, didn’t it?” “Well, he wasn’t exactly a leader. Not the type anybody would want to be taken to, if you follow me.”
― Ed McBain, Give the Boys a Great Big Hand

“Nutty as the inside of a squirrel.”
― Richard Farr, The Fire Seekers

“He is talking almost sunnily about manners and friendship, love and service, goodwill and generosity and forgiveness—everything, in fact, a salad bar of crisp Christian virtues, healthy and cleansing, something to be carried away from school to sustain one in the wider world, the moral equivalent of that packed lunch.”
― Richard Farr, The Truth About Constance Weaver