“Find anything about the Blade?” Billy let out an explosive sigh and creaked back in his chair, hands folded behind his head. “Comic book references. Stuff about some swordsman named Bob Anderson. Wesley Snipes pictures.” “Really?” I perked up, edging… — C.E. Murphy Copy Share Image
Rita folded her arms around herself and peered up at me. “If you’d asked me three months ago I’d have said you were hitting… — C.E. Murphy Copy Share Image
“All thinking things fear. Sentience, perhaps, is facing that fear and conquering it rather than succumbing. A tiger will drown in a tar pit,… — C.E. Murphy Copy Share Image
“He can’t keep this up forever, Joanne. Stop fucking around." Did other people have little voices in their heads that said things like that?” — C.E. Murphy Copy Share Image
“You ever get the feeling your life is a string festooned with bells and tie4d to hundreds of others you don't know anything about?… — C.E. Murphy Copy Share Image
Thank God genuine video phones hadn't been invented. I hadn't even grabbed a towel. Ford Prefect would despair of me. — C.E. Murphy Copy Share Image
“He rallied a little. "Who are you? What do you know about this? Disease control is our job, not yours. Who are you?" "My… — C.E. Murphy Copy Share Image
“But maybe, just maybe, I was who and where and what I needed to be. Maybe all the prices that had been paid were… — C.E. Murphy Copy Share Image
I suppose I knew on an intellectual level that graves weren't especially made for getting out of. I mean, you start with a hermetically… — C.E. Murphy Copy Share Image
“Yes " Morrison said dryly. "I'm sure it would have helped with flying the car, if any of us had been calm and rational… — C.E. Murphy Copy Share Image
“In Ireland, you go to someone's house, and she asks you if you want a cup of tea. You say no, thank you, you're… — C.E. Murphy Copy Share Image
