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1 " And what the hell does that even mean? Why would you serve food for thoughgs, and what kind of food? If you serve spinach, do you get healthy thoughts? If it's ice cream and candy, it is fun thoughts? Why do we say stupid things? "
― J.D. Robb , Concealed in Death (In Death, #38)
2 " I’ve decided being eaten alive by anything is my last choice of causes of death.” “What’s first choice?” “Kicking it at two hundred and twenty, minutes after being sexually satisfied by my thirty-five-year-old Spanish lover, and his twin brother.” “There’s something to be said for that, "
3 " I like ass-watching.” Peabody settled herself in comfortably.“When I see one bigger than mine, it makes me feel good. When I see one smaller, it helps me resist eating a whole bunch of cookies. It’s a productive hobby, my ass-watching "
4 " Real responsibility means doing what’s right, even when it’s hard. "
5 " Cakes of rice are not a snack. I suspect them of evil deeds for this alone. "
6 " Parenthood always has its individual structure. And it’s a risky business. You do your best. "
7 " Jesus, Peabody.” Amazed, Eve slid out into traffic. “You checked out her ass?” “I check out everyone’s ass. It’s a hobby.” “Get a new one. Like . . . bird-watching or something.” “Bird-watching? In New York? "
8 " mostly suck—it’s the law of averages, I figure, especially when you’re on the job. Then you cross paths with people like that. Bad shit’s happened to them, seriously bad shit, but they still come out of it decent. "
9 " As always when she saw the kind and dreamy eyes of Dennis Mira, her heart gave a little tug. Just something about him, she thought, with his cardigans and mussed hair, bemused smile. "
10 " Likely both. If you’re going to bust them, I’ll wait.” “Only take a minute.” She stepped to the curb, shouted over the dented hood of an ancient Mini, “Hey!” And waved her badge in the air. Both bulky dealer and skinny junkie pounded sidewalk in opposite directions. "
11 " How do people know that stuff? Why do people know that stuff?” “Science,” Peabody said. “You can’t live without it. "
12 " Yeah, probably. Homicide: Our day starts when yours ends. Permanently.” “You should sew that on a pillow. "
13 " Brodie said. “I’ve done a little work on a few of your places. "
14 " When you love somebody, they’ve got to know who you are, even if you’re not exactly who you were. "
15 " Homicide: Our day starts when yours ends. Permanently.” “You should sew that on a pillow.” “I’m thinking a T-shirt. "
16 " to shut you down, until further notice.” “So I assumed. "
17 " The rap sheet of a dick.""Dicks kill as much as anyone.""I do try to keep mine nonviolent."The smirk that crossed her face felt good. "It's got some punch.""Thanks, darling. I'd love to punch you later.""You always want to punch me.""That's love for you."Amused, she angled her head, studied him. "Maybe I'll punch you back.""Here's hoping. "
18 " Girls chattering is like birds.” He fluttered his fingers at his ears. “You hear only the notes. "