No rational response was possible. Her irrationality made it so. The terrible power$$$ he thought$$$ of illogic.

Fear made her seem ill; it distorted her body lines$$$ made her appear as if someone had broken her$$$ and then$$$ with malice$$$ patched her together badly.

Don't shoot me$$$ I'm just the piano player!

It is exhausting to be seventeen and not know who you are.

Law is the ultimate science.

When he turned on the tape-transport once more$$$ Arctor was saying$$$ "-- as near as I can figure out$$$ God is dead."<br>Luckman answered$$$ "I didn't know He was sick."

Life ... is only heavy and none else; there is only the one trip$$$ all heavy. Heavy that leads to the grave. For everyone and everything.

As a writer$$$ you should not judge$$$ you should understand.

You'll get back to where you came from.

The most important attitude that can be formed is that of desire to go on learning.