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Hodges has read there are wells in Iceland so deep you can drop a stone down them and never hear the splash. He thinks some human souls are like that.
octogenarians
Rich people can be generous, even the ones with bloodcurdling political views can be generous, but most believe in generosity on their own terms, and underneath (not so deep, either), they’re always afraid someone is going to steal their presents and eat their birthday cake.
Only Brady is betting the old cop never read Nietzsche; Brady’s betting the old cop is more of a John Grisham man. If he reads at all. When you gaze into the abyss, Nietzsche wrote, the abyss also gazes into you.
The mask-face was very close to the face of Pennywise, the clown in the movie.
When you heard hoofbeats, you didn’t think zebras.
“So what’s the story, morning glory?” Jerome asks.
He joshes with them, asks how they got so pretty. They giggle. The truth is one’s ugly and the other’s worse.
“Like Dexter Morgan on that TV show.”
All he can do is stand here in the checkout line and tell himself not to sweat. Which is like telling someone not to think of a blue polar bear.
College was for people who didn’t know they were smart.
She was born on January 19, 1923, the son of Marcel and Catherine Sirois.
Holly sighs. “I’m out of cigarettes, too.” “Those things will kill you,” Jerome says. She gives him a flat look. “Yes! That’s part of their charm.”
