When they were finally satisfied, Jones said, `` I think he's going to give us work ''.

I have to think about it.

I remember being told it would happen so fast people would think it took place overnight.

`` I think Montero did right '', Amy said firmly.

I don't know what makes you think you can get away with this kind of business, and I don't care about that, either.

`` I think you stink, Tom Lord!!

I think you're mean and hateful and stupid, and -- louder ''??

You think that Highlands swindled you and I helped 'em do it.

But there's one thing I never seen or heard of, one thing I just don't think there is, and that's a sportin' way o' killin' a man ''!!

`` But I still think Penny's an awful nice girl, Russ '' --

`` No, I remembered reading about you in the papers and that you lived here, and when it happened all I could think of was '' -- This time she stopped the rush of words herself.

I showed her the shower and tub, and she said, smiling, `` If you really don't mind, I think I'll get clean in the shower, then soak for a few minutes in your tub.

However, when there's a job to be done, I'm a monstrosity of grim determination, I like to think.

I worked for my Uncle ( an Uncle by marriage so you will not think this has a mild undercurrent of incest ) who ran one of those antique shops in New Orleans' Vieux Carre, the old French Quarter.

If I even hint at it do you think it will matter that you are his nephew -- and not even a blood nephew ''??

`` I don't want to be thrown out and I don't think I will.

I think I have a way so we can carry on without his suspecting us ''.

and now I think we can use the knowledge they passed on to us.

Somebody, got to be somebody If I don't put my two cents in soon, somebody else will I know they're waitin only for one thing: for the bastards what done it to be nailed.

I'm sending you a couple of customers -- yeah -- just get them out of my hair and keep them out -- I don't give a damn what you tell them -- only don't believe a word they say -- they're out to make trouble for me and it is up to you to stop them -- I don't care how -- and one more thing -- Cate's Cafe closed at eleven like always last night and Rose and Clarence Corsi left for Quebec yesterday -- some shrine or other -- I think it was called Saint Simon's -- yeah, yesterday.

I'd think that you even more than I would be wondering what they're up to.

" Whenever I do mainstream stuff, I think they're pseudo-interested, but they're still interested in seeing weirdo, offbeat stuff.

Sullivan said, " I guess The Crickets are not too excited to be on The Ed Sullivan Show ," to which Holly, still annoyed by Sullivan's attitude, replied, " I hope they're damn more excited than I am.

He said: " When I take a look at the intellectual classes we have – unfortunately, I suppose, they are necessary ; otherwise one could one day, I don't know, exterminate them or something – but unfortunately they're necessary.

According to Gardner, the Surgenesons readily talked about the paranormal with him ; the patriarch of the family, Ted Surgeneson, believed that fairies were living in his garden and would say " I can often feel they're there, and sometimes I've seen them ", though he readily admitted the possibility that it was all in his imagination.

" " He had nothing whatsoever to do with Goth ," and further commented " I realise that like many Neos this idiot may even have believed he somehow was a Goth, because they're only really noted for spectacularly missing the point.

If I wasn't from Tottenham I think I'd have been an Everton fan as they're my second team if you like.

I want to do them like they're genre films, but they deal with everything that America has never dealt with because it's ashamed of it, and other countries don't really deal with because they don't feel they have the right to ".

It's an album, but it's maybe not the normal length, so I can go back to the studio again and release these songs while they're actually fresh, and go back to the studio and work on more stuff while touring.

" I have no trouble with my enemies ", Harding told journalist William Allen White late in his presidency, " but my damn friends, they're the ones that keep me walking the floor nights!

:" I said to him very emphatically and very definitely that an order be issued by him immediately to shoot to kill any arsonist or anyone with a Molotov cocktail in his hand, because they're potential murderers, and to shoot to maim or cripple anyone looting.

Maybe Lou was only unconscious, but right then I thought he must be dead.

I do not suppose you ever heard of F. Scott Fitzgerald, living or dead, and moreover I do not suppose that, even if you had, his legend would have seemed to you to warrant more than a cluck of disapproval.

If it proclaims that the best is yet to be, it always arouses, at least in the young, either a suspicious question or perhaps the exclamation of the Negro youth who saw on a tombstone the inscription, `` I am not dead but sleeping ''.

Many of my friends at the time thought that I had received a well-deserved condemnation when Lincoln Steffens denounced me in a review of one of my books as a perfect example of the obsolete man who could understand and sympathize only with the dead past.

Her mother, now dead, was my good friend and when she came to tell us about her plans and to show off her ring I had a sobering wish to say something meaningful to her, something her mother would wish said.

As I say, I wouldn't want to begin a day like this, but I often wonder what the dead would have done.

I can say this: I'm dead serious about going back to school.

Nellie went on with her house work -- until I found Julia dead.

Dead, dead as a brass door nail, and I sometimes feel like the Sexton, for I'm about the last to be even interested.

No, I don't hold with those who live entirely among dead things.

I was dead tired and slept soundly, as far as I know dreamlessly.

I had come prepared to worship at the feet of this classic, and he turned out to be a rather bitter old man who smelled of dead cigars.

The snake was hideous, and I remembered, even then, the cool, bright fire of it only a little while before, and I thought perhaps the boy had always seen it dead and hideous like that, and had not even stopped to see the beauty of it in its life.

I touched it and the coolness, the ice-feeling, was gone, and even then it moved a little, perhaps a tiny spasm of the dead muscles, and I hoped that it was truly dead, so that I would not have to kill it.