First: Character is king. There are probably fewer than six books every century remembered specifically for their plots. People remember characters. Same with television. Who remembers the Lone Ranger? Everybody. Who remembers any actual Lone Ranger story lines? Nobody.
He had crashed through the barrier. He had stopped worrying and started relaxing. He was up on that plateau where you just did whatever needed doing. I knew that place. I lived there.
Second conclusion: If you can see a bandwagon, it’s too late to get on.
Second conclusion: If you can see a bandwagon, it’s too late to get on. I think the person who said that to me.
The range had been exceptional. An apartment balcony fourteen hundred yards away had been identified as the rifleman’s hide. Fourteen hundred yards is more than three-quarters of a mile. The French president had been at an open-air podium behind.
Delta is full of guys who can stay awake for a week and walk a hundred miles and shoot the balls off a tsetse fly, but it’s relatively empty of guys who can do all that and then tell you the difference between a Shiite and a trip to the latrine.
That was for damn sure.
They taught me that inhibitions would kill me. Hit early, hit hard. Kill with the first blow. Get your retaliation in first. Cheat. The gentlemen who behaved decently weren’t there to train anybody. They were already dead.
First you spend a lot of time and money making the grass grow, just so you can spend a lot of time and money cutting it down again a little while later.
Peterson’s experience had been different.
He’s worth having. All I got was two fake lawsuits.” “Seems like Morgan’s value just went down, as part of a credible.
Never hit a woman unless she’s trying to kill you.
We don’t teach them to fight fair, and we don’t start a fight.
The most unbearable type of anger is a woman’s – do anything to avoid it.
His eyes were closed, which made it not much of a fair fight, but those are always my favorite kind.
Attacking me was like pushing open a forbidden door. What waited on the other side was his problem.
Imagine the uproar if the Federal government tried to make everyone wear a radio transmitter around their neck so we can keep track of their movements. But people happily carry their cell phones in their purses and pockets.
Hope for the best, plan for the worst.
So long as readers keep reading and my publishers keep publishing, I plan to keep on writing. I’d have to be an idiot to be burnt-out in this job.
The third guy was different. He was what you got when you ate squirrels for four generations. Smarter than a rat and tougher than a goat, and jumpier than either one.