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“Nobody reached Zoë’s age without formulating rules for life. Some were obvious – never trust a man with a sunlamp tan, or anyone who smiled while delivering bad news. Others were more to do with the way things were: that it was a hard world, with a sentimental streak a mile wide. That traffic slowed for nuns and ducklings. That everyone else took their chances.”

“Like Robin Hood, Ned Ludd lent his name to a broader struggle that was very real, whether or not he was. Every good legend needs an origin story.

To those being ground under the gears of the Industrial Revolution, Ludd would become a captain, a general, and even a king.”

“A soul is of more value than work or gold.” – George Mellor

“Lamb rolled his eyes. ‘Goodness, you’re a drag to have around. Moan moan moan. It’s like being shackled to the ghost of Bob Marley.’
‘I think you mean Jacob.’
‘Depends,’ said Lamb. ‘Which was the one surrounded by wailers?’”

“By the following morning this, too, Sarah had accommodated. It was beginning to look like there was no end to her incompetence; that the whole world was involved in some complicated conspiracy aimed at destroying her self-respect. But when you started thinking that way, you ended up gibbering on the streets.”

Якби Раскольніков жив у перших десятиліттях XXI ст., у нього був би блог і, можливо, подкаст.

І він був би… переконаний, що він не інцел

“Yes yes yes, we’ll get the grammar police onto her first thing. Do they have actual powers of arrest, do you think? Or will they just hang her from the nearest participle?”

“Most people who’d shot to death a handcuffed man might have expected retribution. Luckily, Coe had done so at the fag-end of a series of events so painfully compromising to the intelligence services as a whole that—as Lamb had observed—it had put the “us” in “clusterfuck,” leaving Regent’s Park with little choice but to lay a huge carpet over everything and sweep Slough House under it.”

“‘Sleep’s overrated.’
‘Take it from me, it’s really not. Sometimes it’s the only thing that can get you out of bed in the morning. The knowledge that you can get back into it come night.’”

“Bad Sam eyed Ho with pity. ‘It’s Roderick, right?’
- ‘. . . Yes.’
- ‘Roderick, would you let me piss on you for a quid?’ he asked.
- ‘. . . No.’
- ‘So why’d you let him do it for free?’”

“When at last he emerged, tarred and feathered by sleep, the phone escaped his grasp like a sliver of soap…”