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“I am of you," said Kip."I am Guile as much as you are. True, I have a scrap of decency, but only a scrap. How do you think you can treat a Guile with such disregard and get away with it? Because I am you. I'm as cold as you, I'm as smart as you, and when you push me, I'm as evil and cruel as you. I have a thin film of goodness floating on the top of my Guile, grandfather, but I don't know how senile you must be to miss just how thin it is.”
― Brent Weeks, The Broken Eye

“It sounds like you aren't used to having something so powerful between your legs," Abbey said. "Maybe you should let me drive.”
― Shawn Keenan, The Intern's Tale

“You're going to be too busy being at my beck and call to worry about doing any driving.”
― Shawn Keenan, The Intern's Tale

“I can't believe this heat," Abbey said, taking her tunic and pulling it over her head. Underneath was a form-fitting top that showed a figure unaccustomed to idleness or excess. Kip stared at her the way he had at the shiney curves of the steel horse back in the garage. "Can you imagine what it must have been like hundreds of years ago, when weather changed just a few times a year?" she said, wiping sweat from her brow with the back of her hand. "Yeah, it must have looked great," Kip said. "What do you mean looked great?" Abbey said, turning her eye on Kip. "Must have been great, like you said," he corrected.”
― Shawn Keenan, The Intern's Tale

“Don't mind her," Kip said to Nicki. "She's just crabby from the long ride." "Yeah, I've been riding with...I mean on...a horse's ass all day," Abbey quipped.”
― Shawn Keenan, The Intern's Tale

“Draw the curtains.
“Whatever for?�
Prying eyes and itchy ears.
“Are you naturally cryptic, or is it something you picked up at Guardian training academy?”
― Melika Dannese Lux, Deadmarsh Fey

“Een zwarte en een witte kip, net een peper- en zoutstelletje.”
― Karin Vijsma-van Dobbenburgh, De verwarde kip en de mooiste verhalen van de dwalende egel