Some people lose all respect for the lion unless he devours them instantly. There is no pleasing some people.
The French don't know how to cook breakfast.
Were you here in the bad old days?. . . That's why you can't read and write then!
They have eating dogs for the anorexic now.
Well, you didn't design your beard too well, did you?
You bloody silly fool!
Do people trip over you?
I am paid by the word, so I always write the shortest words possible.
If I do get a handgun, I can take it to the sheriff's department, and in about as much time as it would take me to order a value meal at Wendy's, they will give me a concealed-carry license. There will be no screening at all to see whether I'm qualified to carry a gun in public - which I absolutely am not. That's one of the reasons I haven't gotten a gun in the first place: I don't know how to use one.
It is quite as ignominious to allow oneself to be deceived as to deceive.
Once I get over maybe a hundred pages, I won't go back to page one, but I might go back to page fifty-five, or twenty, even. But then every once in a while I feel the need to go to page one again and start rewriting.