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Favorite from the current WIP, at least:

One character explaining to another why he's not enthusiastic about it being "burrito night":
"I think it was the tacos last week that got us with the giant ass-warts."
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I don't think this is especially clever or anything, I just like it:

“Want to hear a secret?” she asked.
“Always,” I said.
 

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One I liked from my WIP:
Although Mr. Patterson delivered hundreds of newspapers every day, there was no evidence he had ever read one.
 

Jessica Lei

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HM.

“If you’ve got a problem with the way I’ve been raised, perhaps you should bring it up with my uncle.” She turned on her heel as he passed her, staring holes into his wide forehead. “He’d love to entertain your opinions over lunch.”

His upper lip curled. “I’ll make an appointment.”
 

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Here's one from the novel I'm editing.

"I will not be ignored!" the spirit shouted.

"Do you mind?" Roger snapped. "We're having a moment here. I don't do moments, so don't ruin this one."

The dreamwalker screamed, flailing its arms like a child who'd just had his favorite toy taken away.

"Um, maybe we should pay more attention to the incredibly angry dead guy," I suggested.
 

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Santa Claus lay on the ground contributing his blood to the growing pool. Tony and his mother helped out a bit too
 
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Most people outgrow Good Charlotte by the time they start drinking. I guess Good Charlotte eases teenage pain until we can numb ourselves with alcohol. Maybe not. Sometimes I make shit up.

This is from my 3rd novel that's currently on the back-burner.[FONT=&quot]
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Just wrote this one. I like it.

"Servants, money, your every whim pandered to..." The old man snorted. "Some prison you boys were running from."

His leather armor creaked as he shrugged. "Chains of silk are still chains."
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A couple of my anti-heroes, getting drunk, discussing first loves.

“You kissed her?” Simon raised a skeptical bushy brow. “That’s it?”

Kem nodded with a pleased smile. “I kissed her.”

“I knew you were a religious man, Kem, I just didn’t realize you were a monk!”
 

authorgirl1485

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Poacher

All of your quotes are so clever. XD I feel a little inferior. Here's one from my book, POACHER:

Whenever he went to therapy, he felt as though he was talking to a reincarnated butterfly.
 

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"I'm sorry" she said, although she did not sound sorry; she sounded angry, confused, hurt, a million other things but absolutely, emphatically not sorry. It was to be expected. Choking up words past the gun obstructing one’s larynx tended to make people a bit cranky.
 

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From the current WIP in its new setting:

“It’s a brave new world out there. Whole lot has changed while you’ve been sitting here building boats. It's a lot harder to maintain your privacy. We could help with that.”

“That's the carrot. Where's the stick?”

He lowered his voice. “You know that orbital rail gun the press is convinced is a boondoggle? Certain people with stars on their shoulders have been itching to demonstrate it's not.”

“That's not a stick. That's a tree.”
 

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And the passage above sets up this line later on:

"They threatened to blow up your island just to take you out? That's some hefty respect."

"I could live a lot longer without that kind of respect."
 

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From my last offering--okay, from all my offerings:

"The End"

That's effing Shakesperian, you ask me.
 

setchmo

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A tidbit from CH29:


Wu brought his katana down in a swift arc and three twitching arms fell to the floor amidst screeching cries of pain.
 
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“Whaf can ah sah? He waf haht.” Thelma tried to adjust the phone so she could manage a swig of water to wash down the post-coital cupcake she’d just taken a big chomp out of.
 

Charlie Horse

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Harv couldn’t say he was all that surprised when he heard about old Mildred’s story. He did, however, question the source. The old woman had been alone for years and at this stage of the game her mind must be running on fumes. Then again, he’d been alone for some time now as well and, at least so far, hadn’t had any alien visitations or close encounters with cartoon characters.
 

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Not the greatest thing I've ever written, but for some reason I have a fondness for it:

Arthur’s entire body tensed. He glared at Lily—or whoever the hell she was—his lips parted and his teeth gritted in a snarl. The look was frightening and completely out of place on placid, easy-going Arthur. It reminded Seth of how he had first seen Arthur, when his eyes were hard and Seth was convinced he’d grown up starving in alleys.
 

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Here's another one from the novel I'm editing. Mind you, this snippet has not been edited yet.

Dad was liking this conversation less and less.

"You wouldn't be the first," I said, trying to offer reassurance. "I was chained to that table once. They wheeled me in here after I kinda, sorta, went a little overboard."

"A little overboard?" Roger said. "You tried to incinerate the doctor."

"I know."

"You set Cassandra on fire."

"I said I know."

"We had to order a new mattress and replace all of the stuff you burned."

"Alright, I get it, I went absolutely coo-coo for Cocoa Puffs. Will you shut up about it already?"

Roger raised an eyebrow. "If you're going to get all touchy about it, then yes."
 

Charlie Horse

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Gerald convinced Harv to go with the DX-1000 with better memory than most people and a hard drive thingie to keep all that stuff he didn’t really need but apparently had to put somewhere. Now Harv could keep track of the money he didn’t have, write letters to people he didn’t care for, and read news he’d rather not know about. Never in his life had he felt more irrelevant.