Quotes from Bob Mayer

It's a Montagnard bracelet," Kane said. "Hand-made from the brass of expended shell casings. Thao's people gave it to me.

those who want the lifestyle of 'author'. They never get published. The ones who want to BE an author make it.

Personal honor is imposed from within. The honor code is imposed from without.

The hour-and-a-half flight had given Nada time to get through his shock and realize this wasn't the brightest idea, being a pod-test dummy. But it was a bit too late for that. Actually, he didn't care much one way or the other. If he splatted in, so be it.

Moms summarized. "So we have someone who was Spetsnaz, who was exposed to radiation and should have died but didn't, has had organ replacement and skin grafts at a level our science can't do, and armed with a weapon with metal we can't place." "Great," Nada muttered. "And he flies," Roland said. "Yo

read first and breakout novels. Reading some bestselling author's latest isn't going to help you much. They could sell their laundry list.

He's lying." No one seemed surprised at Scout's announcement about Foreman. "He's a spook," Nada said. "They lie every time they open their mouths, even if it's just to breathe.

We killed the sonofabitch," Roland said. "But then he just disappeared from the body bag." He didn't add that Neeley had kissed him, but his face flushed red at the memory. "So that's two people disappearing," Scout said. "Ivar and the sonofabitch.

T.J. Waterman had no intention of changing his business empire's practices to avoid climate change.

Writers used to be treated (except for the few brand name authors) as the bottom rung of the food chain.  We were interchangeable parts.  We're not any more.  All those people between us and our readers (agents, editors, publishers, book reps, bookstores) are the ones whose jobs are in danger.

And pigs will fly," Nada muttered. "They do if you toss them out of a plane," Mac observed. "It's just the landing that ain't pretty.

Lions and tigers and bears, oh my'

Simmons hadn't been too surprised to find Franklin a young bearded man who looked more like he ought to be doing a poetry reading at a college than leading people to look at a classified government facility.

pages—"it appears a facility has disappeared. More importantly, the organization that was housed in the facility has disappeared." "What organization?" the President asked. The Keep looked up from the papers. "The Time Patrol.

It's not the sins of the father but rather the grief of the mother that is so damaging.

Confident people are prepared people.

Not a title, because how do you give a title to someone who ran an organization that no one was supposed to talk about?

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All these secret if-I-tell-you-about-them-I-have-to-kill-you-and-cut-your-head-off-and-stick-it-in-a-safe organizations

The Cellar had been founded by Presidential Decree in order to legally do the illegal.

The melting of the ice caps was so severe, the gravitational effect could be felt throughout the planet. The life of the ocean had been harvested at an unsustainable pace and pollution was killing off the coral and other underwater life.

I am always doing that which I cannot do in order to learn how to do it."  Pablo Picasso.

You know why you don't remember people's names, Kane?" "Why?" "You don't care that much about them.

She'd lived with the situation for years and she hoped, but did not pray, that she had several more years. Unfortunately, she was a realist and she knew time cared as little for her hopes as it would for her prayers.