“A part of her, the female, horny part she generally tried to ignore, sat up and took notice when he smiled, the shameless hussy.”

“When I remember you, Randy, I'm going to smile, not cry. You're a part of me. One of the best parts. I just wanted to tell you that." She stopp up, brushing the headstone once more. "And if you meet someone called Giselda," she whispered, "tell her she's still part of Spade, too. A beautiful part. Please thank her for that.”

“An old woman with a mutch sat in an arm-chair behind the counter. She looked up at me over her spectacles and smiled, and I took to her on the instant. She had the kind of old wise face that God loves.”

“She tried to smile but her face,she noticed with a jolt,was one that had been configured for tradgedy.”

“He won every game, yet she hardly noticed. As long as she hit the ball, it resulted in shameless bragging. When she missed - well, even the fires of Hell couldn't compare to the rage that burst from her mouth. He couldn't remember a time when he'd laugh so hard.”

“She had just enough time to take in a breath, to blink, to part her lips before he took them with his own.”