R.D. Ronald Quotes

#1. I don't "lol". I tried it once but it just didn't agree with me.

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#2. He had done nothing on Christmas day, just wandered around outside in the frozen woods. Hard ground, chill winds and bare branches that looked like they'd been dipped in sugar. None of it seemed real, like walking around in a desolate dream, but one he didn't want to wake up from.

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#3. The best writers tend to look the roughest in photos. At least that's the excuse I use for why I look so bad in mine.

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#4. I'm the biggest critic of my own work, but sometimes you nail a chapter so good that you have to take a step back and admire that bitch.

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#5. If your world is out there and you are in here then the only things that will gather within these walls are time and bitterness. Eventually, that bitterness will eat away at you and leave nothing behind but resentment and hate.

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#6. Decker smiled and shrugged off their laughter. The humour was only barbed if you sat on the outside, and now he was one of them.

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#7. Scott's mind was racing, struggling to comprehend the events unfolding around him. They were talking about disposing of Twinkle like he was a rusty old bike that no-one rode anymore.

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#8. The blast of hot air lifted Tazeem from his feet and threw him onto his back in the road. He blinked up into the night sky; raindrops glowed orange as they fell towards the earth.

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#9. He summoned you into the circle, Scott. For whatever reason, I don't know. But now you've left, you've become a loose thread. He won't sit back with the possibility you might cause his whole world to unravel around him.

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#10. Strange how things turn out. Two birds, one stone and all that.' McBlane chuckled at his own impromptu joke. 'But things have worked out for the best and now we all get to work together,' he said, and a smile spread across his face as easy as a politician's lie.

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#11. Jack laughed behind him, a mirthless sound from a man who had been on the wrong end of life's ironies too many times.

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#12. This faulty light fitting at the front door with the dangerously flickering bulb looks rather festive. Who says I don't do Christmas?

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#13. That's why Twinkle likes the place so much, Scott thought, looking around at the faded wood veneer tables, and the faded souls drinking at them. Misery was soaked through the place like the old beer soaked through its carpets.

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#14. Just been poisoned by my gran. Nothing says Christmas better than familicide and anaphylactic shock.

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#15. He had an intrusive gaze and quietly confident manner, that seemed to strip away the layers of protective deception Scott would usually adopt around strangers.

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#16. Blood began to flow, at first cautiously, as if embarrassed by its appearance; a few thin red lines exploring the gravitational trajectory of its new terrain. Now it flowed faster, steadily staining her pale flesh a horrific red.

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#17. Today I plan to smile a lot, only so people who know me will be freaked the fuck out.

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#18. You cannot!' Tatiana said sharply. 'If you order a gun there is only a single shot, and once delivered the doors are locked and will not open until it has been fired.

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#19. Sometimes truths are what we run from, and sometimes they are what we seek.

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#20. A shaft of moonlight illuminated a row of sentinel silver birch in a phosphorescent glow, appearing almost ethereal in the relative surrounding gloom. Boris had stopped again, his silhouette a stark black juxtaposition against the background of illuminated branches.

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#21. Scott glanced at his watch but didn't register what it said. The notion of time had become as absurd as the quietly glowing trees.

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#22. The craggy lines that made up the character in his face now seemed like scars of defeat, inflicted on him over time.

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#23. I'm not into this whole "move with the times" thing. I reckon we should just decide on a year and stick with it.

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#24. Solitude led to retrospective thinking, and if the past is what you are trying to get away from, then constant distractions in the present are needed.

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#25. Consider and then act, don't react. A worthy opponent will calculate his move to entice a response from you. Make your own play.

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#26. Sometimes he missed the numbed, walking-underwater feeling feel that the cocktail of narcotics used to give him. But if a situation went down in here, he was going to need all of his wits to get out of it.

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#27. Anyone who says "Trust me" is the last motherfucker you should ever trust.

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#28. After a week he was moved to a different wing and into a shared six-by-eight with a grizzled old con called Alf. He had faded tattoos that stained most of the visible skin on his hands, arms and neck a dull blue, sharp eyes and a thick beard that made his mouth look like an axe wound on a bear.

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#29. We were left with nothing because of a love like acid that ate its way through our entire family.

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#30. To whomever swapped my tattoo cream for toothpaste ... well played.

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#31. Remove the comma, replace the comma, remove the comma, replace the comma ...

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#32. He turned and saw Becky, crying in the doorway of her house. What was he doing here? Turning back he saw flashing blue lights at the end of the road, and realised the ringing in his ears was the sound of approaching sirens.

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#33. Around the outside of the room other beautiful women wearing little or nothing at all flitted between the infatuated, intoxicated men, sometimes luring them away for a private dance. The men would follow obediently, weighed down by lust and credit cards.

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