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“She knew bullshit when it was being tossed at her by the shovelful. "You know, Ms Purcell, I'm at absolute capacity in the friend department. You'll have to apply elsewhere. As for Roarke and his business, that's his deal. As for you, let's get this straight: You don't look stupid, so I don't believe you think you're the first of Roarke's discarded skirts to swing back this way. You don't worry me. In fact, you don't much interest me. So if that's all?"

Slowly Magdelana slid off the desk. "The man is just never wrong is he? I don't like you."

"Aw."

She moved to the door, then stopped, leaned on the jamb as she looked over at Eve again. "Just one thing? He didn't discard me. I discarded him. And since you don't look stupid either, you know that makes all the difference.”
― J.D. Robb, Innocent in Death

“Story is something happening to someone you have been led to care about.”
― Stephen King, Night Shift

“Questions are as supple as willow wands, it's easy to brush by them and slip them aside, and no one the worse for it.”
― Ellis Peters, The Rose Rent

“Even the very system of bishoprics galled the devout adherents of the old, saintly Celtic church, that had no worldly trappings, courted no thrones, but rather withdrew from the world into the blessed solitude of thought and prayer.”
― Ellis Peters, A Morbid Taste for Bones