Quotes About Biro

I am addicted to the highlighter pen, my papers generally a garish mix of type, Biro, unreadable scribble and lashings of luminosity, as if they belong to the unhinged.

Well. I don't see passion as . . . as petrol. Something that runs out. I see it as more like, I don't know, something you lose. Like keys." He picks up the pen he's using to do the crossword and waves it around. "Or this biro." "Keys get found. Biros don't. So it's important for me to know which it is." Tom doesn't say anything. "Keys? Or a biro?" Tom doesn't say anything. Louise is getting angry.

He indicates a slip of paper on the worktop and I pick it up. It's written in neat block capitals in blue biro. You wanted him dead. And your wish is my command.