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Besides, everyone was divorced or unhappy.
When lions yawn, it doesn’t mean they’re tired. It means they’re waking up.
It’s a phrase, black swan,” she said. “Means a totally unexpected event with a big impact. But one that seems predictable afterwards, with the benefit of hindsight.”
“Your really serious drunk approaches booze like it was a barfight. You know, only one of you’s going to be left standing. And the drunk always thinks that’ll be him. Her, in this case.”
It was nice to be close to him, but it would have been nicer to be close somewhere spacious enough to be further apart.
But there was nothing, and never would be. Learning that was one thing. Living with it, another entirely.
If there was anything he missed about being young, it was that careless ability to fall into oblivion like a bucket dropped down a well, then pulled up slowly, replenished. One of those gifts you didn’t know you possessed until it was taken away.
A health warning would have been like subtitles on a porn film. Utterly beside the point.
“They say the greatest trick the devil ever pulled was to make people stop believing in him,”
If you carried on looking like you were holding it all together, pretty soon you were holding it all together.
wondered if that were a symptom of wealth; that you assume yourself the source of all your company’s needs and pleasures.
“Dead lions,” Molly said. “What about them?” “It’s a kids’ party game. You have to pretend to be dead. Lie still. Do nothing.” “What happens when the game’s over?” Lamb asked. “Oh,” she said. “I expect all hell breaks loose.”
