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101 " Unlike Barney, who looked like an air mattress that had been inflated and deflated too many times, Nick was essentially the same man, only more weathered. Teddy thought, God preserve us from the longevity of assholes "
― Daryl Gregory , Spoonbenders
102 " Broke up. With Led, her almost husband and with other boyfriends, the phrase felt right; she broke them off from her, let them fall away like the spent stage of an Apollo rocket. She was stronger without them and never looked back "
103 " His power wasn't something he possessed, but a skittish companions had to woo to his side, and who'd vanish as soon as he showed fear "
104 " I took a breath. Talking to her was like trying to hit an off-speed pitch. "
― Daryl Gregory , Harrison Squared
105 " Even furious, Mrs. M looked put together. Luce had grown up with women like her: showgirls and burlesque performers who understood the transformational power of vivid makeup and structurally sound underwear. "
― Daryl Gregory , The Album of Dr. Moreau
106 " It was true that he was unusually nostalgic for a kid, though what he pined for was a time before he was born. He was haunted by the feeling that he’d missed the big show. The circus had packed up and left town, and he’d shown up to find nothing but a field of trampled grass. "
107 " There wasn’t much furniture—a bed, a bookcase, a green armchair, a milk crate that functioned as a bedside table, an old TV—but every flat surface was a Jenga of dirty Tupperware, food boxes, CDs, and cups. So, so many cups. "
108 " Junie hung around for a while, then announced she was going to another graduation party for some burnout named Tony. She still went to her youth group meetings, and she still wore a gold cross around her neck. But she also maintained a separate and nonoverlapping circle of friends, mostly big-haired seniors who partied hard, listened to heavy metal, and smoked pot. In the Venn diagram of her relationships, Junie was the point where the two circles met, the intersection of Jesus and Judas Priest. "
― Daryl Gregory , Raising Stony Mayhall
109 " Hope wasn’t a thing with feathers, it was a hundred-pound ball and chain. "
― Daryl Gregory , Pandemonium
110 " Detroit, the kookiest damn city he’d ever visited. It was the first time he’d seen abandoned homes and decrepit skyscrapers alongside acres of fresh farmland, all part of some inner-city rejuvenation project to turn the industrial revolution inside out. Hell, maybe even white people would come back to the city. "
― Daryl Gregory , Afterparty
111 " He looked up at her, shook his long, David Cassidy hair, and regarded her with those famously soulful brown eyes. He'd evidently just stepped out of the shower, and he smelled amazing - a mix of citrus, cedar, and ex-boyfriend who just worked out. "
112 " I need that printer,” I said. “And the precursor "
113 " As of today, we are Aqueduct Anvil.” “Wow!” Jones said. “What does it mean?” “It doesn’t mean anything,” Smalls said. “It was next in the book.” “What book?” “The book of available code names.” “You have a book of pre-generated code names?” Teddy asked. “If you don’t, then everybody picks names like ‘Thunder Strike.’ In other news—” Teddy raised his hand. “Can I tell people I’m in AA?” he asked innocently. "
114 " We’ve been given our own funding line, and an official code name. As of today, we are Aqueduct Anvil.” “Wow!” Jones said. “What does it mean?” “It doesn’t mean anything,” Smalls said. “It was next in the book.” “What book?” “The book of available code names.” “You have a book of pre-generated code names?” Teddy asked. “If you don’t, then everybody picks names like ‘Thunder Strike.’ In other news—” Teddy raised his hand. “Can I tell people I’m in AA?” he asked innocently. "
115 " Why do kids do anything?” Teddy said. “They disappoint us. Half the time they’re trying to win our approval, half the time they want to bury us. "
116 " But because he was so worried about appearances Irene wasn’t allowed to say goodbye to her mother. None of them were. "
117 " I walked downhill to the rental place, my backpack ten pounds heavier than it was this morning because of three huge textbooks: one on government from world history class; one from English class called Catastrophes of New England: 1650 to 1875; and a much-used book from my last class of the day, Non-Euclidean Geometry. The class was taught by Mr. Gint, a pale, balding man who barely looked at us. The entire class period he sat at his desk with a protractor and pencil, drawing pictures and muttering to himself. "
118 " The décor was Late-Period Dump: ripped-vinyl booths, neon Old Style signs, veneer tabletops, black-speckled linoleum in which 80 percent of the specks weren’t. The kind of place that was vastly improved by dim lighting and alcoholic impairment. Frankie loved it. “Your grandpa used to bring me here,” Frankie said to Matty. “This is where real men drink. "
119 " startled awake. Ollie froze for a moment, staring in his direction. The kid scrunched his face and yawned like a bear. I said to Ollie, “It’s still Bobby.” “Right,” she said. She unzipped the bag. There was no lock on the zipper, not even the tiny padlocks they "
120 " a lateral move: out of the frying pan and into the frying pan. "