Now anybody can be "kind." And everybody's supposed to be. Except that long ago it was something you were born into and couldn't help. Now it's just a faked-up attitude half the time, like teachers the first day of class.

I am so infinitely happy that he loves me so much, and I pray that it will always be like this. It won&#39;t be my fault if he ever stops loving me.

Other people can talk about how to expand the destiny of mankind. I just want to talk about how to fix a motorcycle. I think that what I have to say has more lasting value.

He won’t come here. We’ll have to go to San Francisco.” “Like it’s still 1967.” “What?” Reacher said, “Nothing.

Written By Lee Child

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