Quote by J.A. Johnstone Download Open image ““Look at a man wrong in the yard, bump into some fella in the mess hall by accident,”” — J.A. Johnstone ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.3 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“One of the police found a garden chair that I could stand on and they eyed me suspiciously as I tried to slide through the window. The fleece that I was wearing was padding me out too much so I took it off. I tried again, and this time it was my pen, pen-torch and scissors in my shirt pocket… — Tom Reynolds Copy Share
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“We arrived at the police station and they parked and did the whole ‘hassle and grimace’ routine. I inwardly rolled my eyes. I mean really. ‘Hey Bob, looks like you had your hands full today.’ ‘Yeah Bill, she was a murderer; killed a boy.’ Oh geez, gimme a break. I’m fourteen years old and it was an accident. Yes, I’m… — Bella Shadow Copy Share
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“Something good had come of the accident – he had met one of his neighbours.” — Michel Houellebecq Copy Share Image
“Once, John confronted a neighbor whose son had kicked a ball into the backyard. The boy’s mother apologized profusely and asked for the ball back, but John punctured it and threw it away. He warned that worse would happen if anything like that occurred again. Then he leaned back, cleared his sinuses, and hocked into the mother’s face. That boy,… — Andrew Gifford Copy Share
“I turned round and round in the middle of the road—a broken toy—my wellies clop-clopping over the white line, and the creaking hinges of the pub sign goading me. My mind strobed with thoughts of a man’s face pressed into the pavement, a woman’s teeth grating against glass, virus or poison or plague, an empty dog lead, bodies like carrion,… — Jo Furniss Copy Share
“In that house I built a bonfire that illuminated the fecund earth around it. And in that split-level my friend Tommy, only eight teeth left in his whole head, dug a huge illegal grave to bury his father's packhorse. He marched that sumpter into the dark study and shot its head on the left so it would fall right. That… — B.J. Ward Copy Share
“Thad asked, "Why does she keep calling you Kid, Mr.Morgan? Something about that sounds mite familiar." "Son of a gun!" Bill suddenly exclaimed. "He's… — J.A. Johnstone Copy Share Image
