..he continues to cling to the forlorn hope that I will turn into one of those swooning females...and fling myself squeeling at him whenever anything… - Elizabeth Peters

What a nice neat deep trench,' I said. 'Er - should Nefret be down in it?'

'She thought she saw a skull,' Ramses said. 'You know how she is about bones.

Fists and rocks and clubs can do a limited amount of harm, but a gun is entirely different. It makes a weak man feel like a hero and a strong man feel as if he is immortal, and it removes the last inhibition a killer might feel. You don't have to be close to a man to put a bullet in him. You don't have to have to see his face.

love has a very dulling effect on the brain