I Think Baltimore Suffers From Nostalgia And

We Become Comfortable Saying That There's Nothing New, And Then Something Like Malarky Comes Along, Which Is New And Old And Different And Familiar, But Ultimately Itself, Comfortable In Its Own Skin, Wise And Smart And Crazy-sexy Or Maybe Sexy-crazy-well, You Just Have To Read It To Understand. It's A Novel That Sets Its Own Course, Sure And Steady, Even When It Seems Like It Might Be About To Go Over The Edge Of The World.

I'm At The Age Most People Are Sending Their Kids Off To College.

Stinginess Seemed Instinctive To Him. Darwinian Even. He Hadn't Gotten To His Current Size By Sharing.

Whatever You Want, At Any Moment, Someone Else Is Getting It. Whatever You Have, Someone Else Is Longing For.

It's Smarter To Be Lucky Than It's Lucky To Be Smart.