The guy on the floor was still breathing (Lee Child)

The guy on the floor was still breathing. But in a shallow, desperate kind of way, with a reedy plastic wheeze, in and out, in and out, as fast as he could. Like panting. But without getting anywhere. Probably the fault of the strap button on the bottom of the guitar, punching a half-inch ahead of the mass of the body itself. Probably clipped a vital component. Larynx, or pharynx, or some other kind of essential structure, made of cartilage and spelled with letters from late in the alphabet.

Lee Child (in Blue Moon: Jack Reacher has just used a bass guitar like a axe on a baddie's throat)

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Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart (Marcus Aurelius)

R.I.P. Peter Joyce

What connection can there have been between many people in the innumerable histories of this world, who, from opposite sides of great gulfs, have, nevertheless, been very curiously brought together! Charles Dickens (in Bleak House )

The female body is a work of art (Elaine Benes)

The female body is a work of art. The male body is utilitarian. It's for gettin' around. It's like an all-terrain vehicle. Elaine Benes.

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