“In 1913, when Anthony Patch was twenty-five, two years were already gone since irony, the Holy Ghost of this later day, had, theoretically at least, descended upon him.”
“I bounded over the gray, dusty terrain toward the huge dome of Conrad Bubble. Its airlock, ringed with red lights, stood distressingly…”
“Cinderella has been dead for two hundred years. I’ve been in love with Erin for the better part of three years. And I am about two…”
“What would you call a pet goldfish?” – “‘Quiet'” – “That’s a stupid name” – “How about ‘Silence’?” – “You’re not even trying” – “Kill me”.
“The longest day of my life began tardily. I woke up late, took too long in the shower, and ended up having to enjoy my breakfast in the…”
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“Ash fell from the sky. Lord Tresting frowned, glancing up at the ruddy, mid-day sky as his servants scuttled forward, opening a parasol…”
“The servants called them malenchki, little ghosts, because they were the smallest and the youngest, and because they haunted the Duke’s…”
“My English teacher Mr Davies rubs a hand over his military buzz cut. There’s sweat beading at his hairline, and he puffs out his ruddy…”