One False Move (Myron Bolitar, #5)

by Harlan Coben

In high school he had dated almost exclusively bisexual girls—he’d mention sex, the girls would say “bye.”

Obsession does not seek out problems and correct them; it manufactures them out of nothing, feeds them, makes them stronger.

“You’ll be singing out the other end of your ass if you don’t get in the car.” “Other end of my ass,” Myron said. He looked up as though in deep thought. “I don’t get it. Out of the end of my ass, okay, that makes sense. But out of the other end? What does that mean exactly? I mean, technically, if we follow the intestinal tract, isn’t the other end of your ass simply your mouth?”

“If you clone yourself, and then have sex with yourself, is it incest or masturbation?”

But the truth is, we all take facts and compute them through our own experiences.