Out of Spite, Out of Mind (Magic 2.0 #5)

by Scott Meyer

Louisa.

Name changed spelling from prior book.

One of the first lessons any modern person learns when they go to live in the distant past is that everyone, including the domestic servants, are much more hard-core than you will ever be.

The midmorning light of a fresh new day in Leadchurch didn’t so much cascade in through the windows of Phillip’s rec room as it tumbled in reluctantly and hit the floor in a chilly, flat, gray heap.

It’s like the unhappiness of watching me makes them happier. There isn’t really a word for that.” “I bet the Germans have one.” “Yeah,” Jimmy said, “And specific nightclubs where you can go to feel it.”

Jimmy said, “I’d rather you called me his greatest enemy, instead of his worst. Worst implies low quality. You could argue that Gary’s his worst enemy.” Phillip said, “Gary’s my friend.” “Which shows how bad at being an enemy he really is.”

each exuding that unique attitude that most men are capable of but only use in theaters and airplanes: that they don’t want to seem uncomfortable sitting next to each other, but are still going to great pains to make sure that there is no physical contact whatsoever.

In general, I find that women need a reason to fight. Men need a reason not to.”

Hell hath no fairness like a woman scorned.

Geez, did Phil Collins ever have a successful relationship? I wonder if it ever occurred to him that maybe he was the problem.

Beautiful animals, but they shed so much you could see a trail of hair floating in the air behind it when they ran.”