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81 " And in that instant I decided that I liked Mary, even if she didn’t like me. Anyone who knew the word slattern was worth cultivating as a friend. "
― Alan Bradley , The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie (Flavia de Luce, #1)
82 " If ever you’re accosted by a man,” she’d said, “kick him in the Casanovas and run like blue blazes! "
83 " The exchange of a wife for a pair of gates( “The finest this side Paradise,”) Brandwyn had written in his diary "
84 " It was as black in the closet as old blood. "
85 " Seed biscuits and milk! I hated Mrs. Mullet's seed biscuits the way Saint Paul hated sin. Perhaps even more so. "
86 " Everyone wanted to have a word, but nobody wanted to say anything that mattered. "
87 " I must warn you at the outset that I'm not at my best conversing with little girls," he announced.I bit my lip and kept my mouth shut. "A boy is content to be made into a civil man by caning, or any one of a number of other stratagems, but a girl, being disqualified by Nature, as it were, from such physical brutality, must remain forever something of a terra incognita. Don't you think? "
88 " Everything is always a muddle just before it settles in. Tell "
89 " If there is a thing I truly despise, it is being addressed as “dearie.” When I write my magnum opus, A Treatise Upon All Poisons, and come to “Cyanide,” I am going to put under “Uses” the phrase “Particularly efficacious in the cure of those who call one ‘Dearie.’ ” Still, "
90 " In spite of the gravy-stained copy of Inquire Within Upon Everything which Mrs. Mullet kept on a shelf in the pantry, I had long ago discovered that the best way to obtain answers about anything was to walk up to the closest person and ask. Inquire without. "
91 " As I stood outside in Cow Lane, it occurred to me that Heaven must be a place where the library is open twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. No … eight days a week. "
92 " Five hundred years of constant use had given the churchyard the appearance of a risen loaf: a fat loaf of freshly baked green bread, puffed up considerably above the level of the surrounding ground. I gave a delicious shiver at the thought of the yeasty remains that lay beneath my feet. "
93 " Upstairs in the laboratory, I took down a bottle of sodium bicarbonate which Uncle Tar, in his spidery copperplate script, had marked sal aeratus, as well as, in his usual meticulous manner, Sod. Bicarb. to distinguish it from potassium bicarbonate, which also was sometimes called sal aeratus. Pot. Bicarb. was more at home in fire extinguishers than in the tummy. "
94 " I was me. And I loved myself, even if no one else did. "
95 " Yes?" she said, peering over her spectacles. They teach them to do that at the Royal Academy of Library Science. "
96 " I hated Mrs. Mullet’s seed biscuits the way Saint Paul hated "
97 " Shortly after his launch into eternity, Bonepenney's room at the inn is rifled by a maiden fair whose name I dare not utter aloud but who now sits demurely before me... "
98 " Odd, isn’t it, that a charge of lipstick is precisely the size of a .45 caliber slug. "
99 " How should one address a letter to the King?” I asked. Dogger leaned his shovel carefully against the greenhouse. “Theoretically, or in actual practice?” “In actual practice.” “Hmm,” he said. “I think I should look it up somewhere.” “Hold on,” I said. “Mrs. Mullet’s Inquire Within Upon Everything. She keeps it in the pantry. "
100 " The storm is directly overhead," Father said. "