God understands more about the financial markets than many who write about them.
Only you, Will Traynor, could tell a woman how to wear a bloody dress.
I frowned at the list. “So… I’ll go back and tell the Traynors that I’m going to get their suicidal quadriplegic son drunk, spend their money on strippers and lap dancers, and then trundle him off to the Disability Olympics—
Everything takes time. . . and that's something that your generation find it a lot harder to adjust to. You have all grown up expecting things to go your way almost instantaneously. You all expect to live the lives you chose. Especially a successful young man like yourself. But it takes time.
Somewhere in this world is a man who loves you, who understands how precious and clever and kind you are. A man who has always loved you and, to his detriment, suspects he always will.
Believe me, you have to have a certain confidence in your powers of descretion to let a dentist loose with a drill in your mouth less than an hour after you've. . . um. . . entertained his wife.
Try to write at least 500 words a day. You may ditch 499 of them tomorrow, but you will still be moving forward.
I'm not really a Spider-Man fan. I'm more of a Batman guy.
I've had a couple of pinch-me moments.
One of the best ways to achieve justice is to expose injustice.
My actions will follow my expectations.