Clergyman's

“Son of a bitch!” Cash erupted. “He’s wearing Nate’s guns.” Reese had been too occupied gazing into those eyes to notice the oddity of a gun belt strapped around a naked waist. Cash was right. Those were Nate’s pretty pearl pistols. Reese had never liked those guns. He liked them even less now. “Sullivan, ask him where he got those,” Cash demanded. “What gave you the idea I can speak Comanche?” “Because you are one?” “You’re a jackass, but I don’t expect you to talk to a donkey.” “This is no time to be funny, breed.” “Then quit trying so hard.”
— Lori Handeland

“The possibility of divorce renders both marriage partners stricter in their observance of the duties they owe to each other. Divorces help to improve morals and to increase the population.”
– Denis Diderot

“I don’t suppose I can wear the flamingo tie,” he said as he pulled on black socks. “It’s a bit festive, given the occasion,” I responded. “Can’t wear it to the opera,” said the Colonel, almost smiling. “Can’t wear it to a funeral. Can’t use it to hang myself. It’s a bit useless, as ties go.” I gave him a tie.”
— John Green