She smiled again. "Do you like cat?" she said.<br/>"Yes$$$" said Richard. "I quite like cats."<br/>Anaesthesia looked relieved. "Thigh?" she asked$$$ "or breast?"

And he waited. It was only for a few seconds$$$ but it felt like a small forever.

Nice' in a bodyguard is about as useful as the ability to regurgitate whole lobsters.

It begins$$$ as most things begin$$$ with a song.

Set your fantasies in the here and now and then$$$ if challenged$$$ claim to be writing Magical Realism.

Idris: Are all people like this?<br/>The Doctor: Like what?<br/>Idris: So much bigger on the inside.

I'm going to go home. Everything is going to be normal again. Boring again. Wonderful again.

Too much talking these days. Talk talk talk. This country would get along much better if people learned how to suffer in silence.

As far as I'm concerned$$$ the entire reason for becoming a writer is not having to get up in the morning.

When angels go bad they are worse than anyone else. Remember Lucifer used to be an angel.