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81 " The dog looked nothing like the lonely mongrel in her stories. The bedraggled golden retriever halted where the bungalow walkway met the public sidewalk. Girl and beast regarded each other. She called to him, “Here, boy, here.” He needed to be coaxed, but eventually he approached the porch and climbed the steps. Bibi stooped to his level to peer into his eyes, which were as golden as his coat. “You stink.” The retriever yawned, as if his stinkiness was old news to him. He "
― Dean Koontz , Ashley Bell (Ashley Bell, #1)
82 " Between two of the joists, backlit by a bare dust-coated bulb in a white ceramic socket, a fat spider danced from string to string, plucking from its silken harp a music beyond human hearing. Bibi "
83 " The vintage dinette chairs featured chrome-plated steel legs and seats upholstered in black vinyl. Very 1950s. She liked the ’50s. The world hadn’t gone crazy yet. As she sat at a chromed table with a red Formica top, paging through the newspaper, she drank her first coffee of the day, which she called her “wind-me-up cup.” To "
84 " Probably night soil, "
85 " Well, that’s the beauty of it. You don’t have to understand it for it to work. "
86 " Clarify—night soil,” Paxton said. “Shit, "
87 " But there’s no room at all for free spirits in modern academia, with its speech codes and humorless moralizing. So she makes two lives for herself, or three for all we know, or four, and in the end there’s no satisfaction in being multiple Solange St. Croixs instead of one.” Pogo "
88 " hallway, just outside your room. The time’s at the bottom.” The digital clock on the screen read 4:01 A.M. As the seconds "
89 " depending on the angle at which she regarded you. Uniforms weren’t required of the wait staff, and this woman—her badge identified her as KANANI, which was Hawaiian for a beauty—was dressed in white slacks and a white blouse accessorized with a red-silk sash worn as a belt and a red-and-gold silk scarf at her throat. Elaborate dangling gold earrings. Flashy bracelets. Eight diamond finger rings. She might have worn ten rings, except that she had only eight fingers. Ironically, on each hand, she was missing the ring finger, which was next to the pinkie. Kanani "
90 " Everyone’s a fascist these days, sweetie. The word has no power to sting anymore. The country has embraced all the fascist dictators we once shunned. Kissed and made up. It’s respectable now. It’s the true and preferred way.” Bibi "
91 " because the evil were unimaginative, acting on feelings rather than reason. Forever agitated, they were unaware that the cause of their fury was the confining narrowness of the worldview they crafted for themselves, its emptiness. There would never be an end to them "
92 " You can read the words, but I can read the words and their intended meaning. You were spared from cancer so that you could save the life of someone else. "
93 " Everything is always sliding. Life is an avalanche, kid, and you know that as well as I do. Sometimes a slow and more enjoyable kind of sliding, sometimes wild. "
94 " What could be worse than losing part of your life?Losing the capacity for passion and hope, being left alive but with no emotions other than bitterness and despair. "
95 " And of course the horses....the beautiful and wise and joyous horses. You could spend a life with horses, day and night, and never become blase about them. About the ever charming colts in spring. About their intelligence, their capacity for affection, their beauty and grace. "