“Tolkien's dead. J. K. Rowling said no. Philip Pullman couldn't make it. Hi, I'm Terry Pratchett.”

“Jim Crow is dead. But his sophisticated, college-educated, urbane first cousin J. Crow, Esquire, is alive and kicking.”

“After succeeding his mother, Rajiv Gandhi asked K. K. Tewary, a Congress MP, to make the reckless charge on the floor of the Rashtrapati Bhawan.”

“She understood his eyes, colder than winter's heart. A man who knew he was dead and couldn't make himself care; you are spared that. Mashiara. His lost love.”

“I'll go sleep on the couch," James said. "No, you won't," Poppy said firmly. She flopped on the bed beside him. "You're dead tired. And I know I'm safe with you." James grinned without moving his arm. "Because I'm dead tired?”

“I'm never going to stop making music. I couldn't.”

“A waste is a nine-year-old boy playing catch with the roof of his garage who already understands that his existence makes for the perfect insult- gay. "You're so gay" a. k. a. stupid a. k. a. dumb a. k. a. wrong. Do you have any idea how gross it feels to hide inside the pile of lies it takes to make you, Sweet Angel, comfortable?”

“I thought you couldn't make it here until morning," I said.
"I hurried.”

“Ted likes his meat dead, enough said”

“Philip Marlow: Minute by minute we make the world. We make our own world.”