“Bad luck doesn't have any chinks in it," he said with deep bitterness. "I was born a son of a bitch and I'm going to die a son of a bitch.”
“The pompous son of a bitch knows everythingit's too bad he doesn't know anything else.”
“Why does she have to be such a...such a...""Go on," I said. "The truth is never cussing, Son.""Such a bitch!”
“Son of a bitch, I'm sick of these dolphins.”
“you son of a bitch, she said, I amtrying to build a meaningfulrelationship.you can't build it with a hammer,he said.”
“Now, Lily said, her burning voice bitter. Now you give me a choice. The ministar flared to life in her palm again. Thus do I choose, you son of a bitch. Knight of Winter, burn and die.”