“I admit," I said, "that a second murder in a book often cheers things up." - Hastings”
“I hate to admit this, but some days hearing about other people's problems actually cheers me up.”
“All right, I said murder and I'll say it again as often as I like, so keep your hair on...”
“The book is warm. The book is handy. The book is handsome to the eye. The book occupies the shelf of the owner and is a reflection of him or her or, actually, me. The book is always there, to be reached for, to be thumbed and, too often I admit, to wonder about: Why did I buy this? ”
“Cheer up,' I said. 'All countries look just like the moving pictures.”
“Missing you?" she giggled incredulously. "I could cheerfully murder you.""I'd come back to haunt you," he threatened with a grin."And that," she said, "is the only reason why I haven't tried.”