“The other members of his team could take a great deal of this. They were eating it out of the carton with a spoon.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 35
“The other members of his team could take a great deal of this. They were eating it out of the carton with a spoon.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 35
“The other attorneys looked at him expectantly, like two rows of sea lions on either side of the table waiting for the trainer to throw a fish over the Plexiglass.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 34
“Here, in the Colorado of the present day, he was about as radical as a cow eating the cabbage.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 33
“A half hour later, after he had been triumphing in his imagination over all kinds of throwbacks and troglodytes for quite an enjoyable session of daydreaming, he had remembered the duddiness of Ted. In fact, all the younger attorneys there, who were as woke as midmorning, used to call him the Sugar Duddy.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 31
“Ted was ostensibly hunting moose and bear, based out of a cabin that was somewhere near Timbukthree, or possibly four.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 30
“How ambitious was he? He wanted to dunk the moon, and hang on the rim.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 29
“He was a decent and well-meaning man in the main, but he was a good man without categories. And a good man without categories is sometimes not a very good man.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 23
“But Ace was on a slow boil, and wasn’t sure when he was going to foam all over the stove—but he was pretty sure he was going to.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 18
“This is not really a theology issue . . . well, okay, it is. Everything is. But not theology theology . . . this is ‘how water isn’t dry’ theology.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 16
“It was a newer model sex android, from the looks of it, although she was completely dressed. She was decked out like a suburban housewife, a blue bandanna on her head just like it was moving day, and she was staring vacantly, straight ahead. Her lips had that come-hither pout, that sexy look, like she had just been hit in the mouth with a brick.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 14