A bullet will bounce off its arachnofiber weave like a wren hitting a patio door, but excess perspiration wafts through it like a breeze through a freshly napalmed forest.

The cradles of civilization are the putrid sinks of the world.

No matter what night preceded it, she had never known a morning when she did not feel the rose of a quiet excitement that became a tightening energy on her body and a hunger for action in her mind - because this was the beginning good a day and it was a day of HER life.

A conclusion is the place where you get tired of thinking.

Friends come and go but enemies accumulate.

The compromise will always be more expensive than either of the suggestions it is compromising.

Arthur Bloch

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Written By Arthur Bloch

Written By Arthur Bloch

Written By Arthur Bloch

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