Quotes from Duane Swierczynski

I read like fiends smoke crack

The world will run you down and slam a tire over your exploding skull and not even wonder what it had just hit.

The Other Him gave a creepy look that bordered on pity. Oh, you poor baby. Which was surreel. Was that what Hradie looked like when he was trying to look sympathetic? No wonder everybody seemed to want to punch him in the face.

Oh—and make sure you print, I [Bruce Wayne] added. If I recall, your handwriting's atrocious. He took a coaster from the table and scribbled a few notes on the back. Roman Sionis: The ladies don't complain when I give them my number. Bruce Wayne: Oh? They're old enough to read?

pulped books. That was intended to explain the screaming. Machines

I love seeing guys on the worst possible day and watching them scramble.