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“God’s will. Good genes. Blue blood. That sort of thing. It’s ludicrous, of course, but it happens with unnerving frequency. And always ends the same way. Each generation more entitled than the last. Lazier than the last. More interested in ski vacations in Gstaad than in bettering the family’s fortunes. Entitlement breeds laziness, which in turn breeds decline. But of course with enough money, it is possible not to notice for decades that your family name is gathering dust. One day you awake to discover that the last member of the family to accomplish anything of note died before Kennedy.
Google’s no substitute for knowing things. Write that down.”
What was the first rule to getting someone to fall in line? Figure out what they need and give them a taste. Not enough to sate them, but enough to whet their appetite.
An eternal truth of the human condition was that no one ever thought they were evil. No matter how reprehensible their actions, people always convinced themselves they were justified.
It didn’t even bother her that it didn’t bother her.
There comes a point when every man must choose his own way.
He turned his shirt inside out. That helped some. Now he just looked like an idiot.
A vast welling up of regret that he supposed accompanied the premature end of any life.
“This is the short drop,” the man said. “You’ll notice that, unlike the standard drop or the long drop, your neck is not broken.
mercifully his mind had found the power switch, and he was not available to answer.
The bitter man forced him to the floor with several well-placed blows. Tinsley appreciated their ferocity but also their precision. Such a thing was difficult to accomplish in tandem.
He was an expert politician. He’d spent his career learning to deflect questions from reporters. He’d been described as unflappable so often it had become a cliché in the press. This was something else.
