Quotes About Trenton

Congress was chased like a covey of partridges from Philadelphia to Trenton, from Trenton to Lancaster," Adams wrote with his usual gift for evocative language.

He lay bedridden at a nearby farm when Washington decided to recross the Delaware on Christmas night and pounce on the besotted Hessians drowsing at Trenton.

The victory at Trenton boosted morale among the troops, the Congress, and the people to a degree possibly unwarranted by winning back a town in New Jersey, what with it being a town in New Jersey.

Trenton was the capital of New Jersey, home to the state government and thus filled with politicians and their ensuing scandals

research projects at Trenton. He had sat for the Canadian

Lula had Eminem cranked up. He was rapping about trailer park girls and how they go round the outside, and I was wondering what the heck that meant. I'm a white girl from Trenton. I don't know these things. I need a rap cheat sheet.

Tastykakes are just another of the many advantages of living in Jersey. They're made in Philly and shipped to Trenton in all their fresh squishiness. I read once that 439,000 Butterscotch Krimpets are baked every day. And not a heck of a lot of them find their way to New Hampshire. All that snow and scenery and what good does it do you without Tastykakes?

I've never been in this part of Trenton before. I don't feel comfortable driving around buildings that haven't got gang slogans sprayed on them. Look at this place. No boarded-up windows. No garbage in the gutter. No brothers selling goods on the street. Don't know how people can live like this.

Ranger is one of the few civilians in Trenton with a permit to carry concealed. He owns office buildings in Boston, has a daughter in Florida by a failed marriage, has worked worldwide as a mercenary, and has a moral code that isn't entirely in sync with our legal system. I have no idea who the heck he is . . . but I like him.

Suppose I was able to get to court, and the zombies followed me there, and they ate all the people's brains who were in the court?' 'This is Trenton,' Lula said. 'You might not notice.

I don't mean to be critical of the Trenton police, I said, but wouldn't you think someone could catch this goddamn rabbit? He's riding around, handing out photos.

VINCENT PLUM BAIL Bonds is one of several storefront businesses on Hamilton Avenue in Trenton, New Jersey. It's run by my cousin Vinnie and owned by his wiseguy father-in-law, Harry the Hammer. Connie Rosolli is the office manager. My name is Stephanie Plum, and my official title is bond enforcement agent. I'm assisted by Lula. We're not sure exactly what Lula does, and we've never been able to come up with a title for her.

They stared out their window at night enough to know where the darkest shadows lay, and it was to the darkest shadows they kept.

It just supports my personal opinion that he's a wacko

Thank you, sir," Reynie said, stepping out into the corridor, where Jackson stood waiting for him. "Don't thank me," Mr. Curtain called as the door slid closed. "Impress me!

raised no suspicions, for not a minute earlier he had spied Captain Plugg, the diligent

For the newcomers among us," S.Q. said, "let me remind you that you, too, could be privy to the special privileges enjoyed by our Messengers.

Standing in the doorway, regarding him with an expression of predatory pleasure, was The Smoke.

the word LIVE—an acronym, obviously, for the Learning Institute for the Very Enlightened. "At least it doesn't say die," Kate mused.

Constance's tiny feet

His mom had elfish features with, typically, an elfish look of mischief and confidence about them—except when she was worried about her son.

Sticky… Sticky… hmm. Always fiddles with his glasses… fiddlesticks! Okay, fiddlesticks. Good. I'll remember that.

Kate was peppering Mr. Benedict with questions: What was their mission to be? Would they need code names? Was it possible to use a somewhat longish code name?

Oh, here's a clever one. Do you remember this question from the first test? It reads, 'What's wrong with this statement?' And do you know what Constance wrote in reply? She wrote, 'What's wrong with you?