Stephen

“Now, for reasons both symbolic and practical, the crowd pulled George III down from his pedestal, decapitating him in the process. The four thousand pounds of gilded lead was rushed off to Litchfield, Connecticut, where it was melted down to make 42,088 musket bullets. One wit predicted that the king’s soldiers “will probably have melted majesty fired at them.”
― Ron Chernow, Alexander Hamilton

“Oh do not let the Dead March play O’er these at Madingley do stay For they were young and old-style gay, Play their music of the day; Tunes of Dorsey, songs of Bing, Let them hear Glenn Miller’s swing Then too the crosses well may sway With those at Madingley do stay.”
― Donald L. Miller, Masters of the Air: America's Bomber Boys Who Fought the Air War Against Nazi Germany

“Frau Lange, her chins and her dog were waiting for me on the same chaise longue, except that it had been recovered with a shade of material that was easy on the eye only if you had a piece of grit in there on which to concentrate.”
― Philip Kerr, The Pale Criminal

“His face was all sharp angles, thin and pointed, like something Pythagoras had doodled on the corner of his scroll before getting on with his theorem.”
― Philip Kerr, A Quiet Flame