Politics Quote by David Mitchell

“He dusted off the shoulder tab and stared at it, so light in his hand, so inconsequential. It was hard to believe that a…

— Mark Mills

“So Lucille pressed the button, and a panel slid open in the wall, and the transporter came through, and sure enough here was the…

— Helen DeWitt

But what does he do to qualify as a sonovabitch?” Jenny asked. “Make me”, I replied. “Beg pardon?” “Make me”, I repeated. Her eyes…

— Erich Segal

“I picked it up, stared at it, and thought: Why am I the one bending and lifting while he sits downstairs complaining about his…

— Belinda Kelderhouse

“The questions came...hurling at him...like the balls from a baseball pitching machine...just one after the other without a care or concern of where they…

— Mallika Nawal

“And revealed my prize. His one hand was covering his shaft but those beautiful big balls were hanging in perfect view. Curly pubic hair…

— James Cox

He produced a handkerchief—crisply folded—and handed it to her. She took it with silent astonishment. She’d never before known anyone who carried a handkerchief.

— Cassandra Clare

“He had curled himself up into a minature sphere in the farthest corner of the box, a fuzzy softball that would have fit eaisly…

— Gwen Cooper

“He was folding up his napkin, pushing back his plate, and I wondered how it was he spoke so casually, as thought the matter…

— Daphne du Maurier

“It was like bouncing tennis balls off a mystery piece of furniture and deducing, from the direction in which the balls ricocheted, whether it…

— Marcus Chown

“He'd shoved his toque and mitts into the sleeve of his parka when he'd come in the night before, and now, thrusting his right…

— Louise Penny

“It was just a book. An inanimate object. The only power it held was what she chose to give it. It could only be…

— Julia Quinn