...she opened the door very slowly and carefully, half hiding behind it, as if badly frightened of what might be waiting for her on the other side. And considering that it was me waiting, this showed rare common sense.
Jeff LindsayMoney to me had always been merely something the sheep used to show each other how wonderful they were.
Jeff LindsayI looked around the store and what I saw was not very encouraging. There were rows and rows of violent toys...aisle after aisle of training devices for recreational slaughter. No wonder our world was such a mean and violent place...if we teach children that killing is fun, can we really be surprised if now and then someone is smart enough to learn?
Jeff LindsayAnd what did you do last night, Dexter? Oh, I played with my dolls while a friend chopped up my sister.
Jeff LindsayTag: serialkiller
Really now: If you can't get me my newspaper on time, how can you expect me to refrain from killing people?
Jeff LindsayTag: humor murder killing newspaper serial-killers
No big deal. We all have blood in us, the trick is keeping it inside.
Jeff LindsayTag: humor
…a cheerful black shadow reared up behind him as he spoke, thundering a happy challenge to my Dark Passenger, which slid forward and bellowed back.
Jeff LindsayAs I've said, freedom is really an illusion. Anytime we think we have a real choice, it just means we haven't seen the shotgun aimed at our navel.
Jeff LindsayI think people understand things different when they get older. It’s not a question of getting soft, or seeing things in the gray areas instead of black and white. I really believe I’m just understanding things different. Better.
Jeff LindsayTag: growing-older
It revealed a cruelty that really made one wonder if the universe was such a good idea after all.
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