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Enjoy that?" Tanith said with a little grin. Valkyrie grinned back, her eyes bright. "I keep telling Skulduggery he should get a bike." "What does he say?" "He says people who wear leathers, like you, should ride motorbikes. People who wear exquisite suits, like him, should drive Bentleys.
Derek Landy (Playing with Fire (Skulduggery Pleasant, #2))
It's my hurt, my pain, and who are you to take it from me? I don't need rescuing, I don't need pity, I don't need opinions, I need fucking--and maybe a little spanking for indulging my anger.
Toni Bentley
A light wind blew through here that carried with it scents of sadness and loss, not recognizable odors but smells that corresponded to nothing, chimerical fragrances able to evoke melancholic memories.
Bentley Little (The Vanishing)
Maybe these simple, little, ordinary things are the big things I’m meant to accomplish with my life.
Courtney Walsh (The Happy Life of Isadora Bentley)
Her last call, at midnight, had been the worst. "I'll pull your cock out of your asshole," she'd said, and for some reason her voice at that moment had reminded him of his mother's.
Bentley Little (The Walking)
Julian tried to keep a pleasant smile on his face, though already it felt strained. He was uncomfortable with people who used the word blessed as a part of their everyday speech. The implication was that God was intervening in the minutiae of their lives, hanging around and helping them with their jobs or children or household chores as though He had nothing better to do. Maybe it was true, Julian thought wryly. Maybe that was why there were wars and murders and earthquakes and hurricanes. God was too busy helping real estate agents find new listings to deal with those other issues.
Bentley Little (The Haunted)
It was one of those days when it’s a minute away from snowing, and there’s this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. And this bag was just, dancing with me, like a little kid beggin’ me to play with it – for fifteen minutes. And that’s the day I realized that there was this entire life behind things, and this incredibly benevolent force that wanted me to know that there was no reason to be afraid, ever. Video’s a poor excuse, I know. But it helps me remember – I need to remember. Sometimes, there’s so much beauty in the world – I feel like I can’t take it, like my heart is just going to cave in. — Wes Bentley [Ricky Fitts] American Beauty (1999) Written by Alan Ball. Directed by Sam Mendes.
Alan Ball (American Beauty: The Shooting Script)
This can't be constitutional," he said. "This is America, damn it. We still have freedom of speech here.
Bentley Little (The Store)
remember: not all that is fiction is fictional, and not all that is true is transparent.
Bentley Little (The Best of Horror Library: Volumes 1-5)
No one said a word; it was as if they were waiting for me to retract my question. Jan's hand found mine and held it. "What the hell is this? A wake?" My grandpa came out of the house carrying a tray of buns.
Bentley Little
This profession offers very little in terms of guarantees—we run toward the sound of gunfire knowing that each and every mission might be our last. But this we hold to as our holy writ—if you go into harm’s way, you will not be forgotten. We will expend every ounce of blood and sweat, down to the last full measure, to bring you home.
Don Bentley (Without Sanction (Matt Drake, #1))
It seems like maybe we tried to sleep normally a long time ago, when Bentley was a puppy. But then he gradually moved from his little bed to the floor next to our bed. And then from the floor to the foot of the bed. And then from the foot to next to me. And now from next to me to between us, under the covers, with his head on a pillow next to ours.
Augusten Burroughs (Magical Thinking: True Stories)
Materialism is a conviction based not upon evidence or logic but upon what Carl Sagan (speaking of another kind of faith) called a “deep-seated need to believe.” Considered purely as a rational philosophy, it has little to recommend it; but as an emotional sedative, what Czeslaw Milosz liked to call the opiate of unbelief, it offers a refuge from so many elaborate perplexities, so many arduous spiritual exertions, so many trying intellectual and moral problems, so many exhausting expressions of hope or fear, charity or remorse. In this sense, it should be classified as one of those religions of consolation whose purpose is not to engage the mind or will with the mysteries of being but merely to provide a palliative for existential grievances and private disappointments. Popular atheism is not a philosophy but a therapy.
David Bentley Hart (The Experience of God: Being, Consciousness, Bliss)
Everyone today is so fragmented. This isn’t a country anymore. It’s a collection of tribes, all competing with each other for jobs, money, media attention. When I was young, we were all Americans. Back then, we did what we had to, or what we could, to make this a better nation. We did what was right, what was moral.
Bentley Little (The Store)
Now what have I to read? Some Homer: one Greek play: some Plato: Zimmern: Sheppard, as textbook: Bentley’s Life: if done thoroughly, this will be enough. But which Greek play? and how much Homer, and what Plato? Then there’s the Anthology. All to end upon the Odyssey because of the Elizabethans. And I must read a little Ibsen to compare with Euripides—Racine with Sophocles—perhaps Marlowe with Aeschylus. Sounds very learned; but really might amuse me; and if it doesn’t, no need to go on.
Virginia Woolf (A Writer's Diary)
There were so many ways a person could die.
Bentley Little (Gloria)
There's nothing scarier than groupthink.
Bentley Little (The Association)
If they were both mute, they could have a happy life.
Bentley Little (The House)
No one hated him more than his fans.
Bentley Little (DMV)
Whistling past the graveyard.
Bentley Little (DMV)
Love’s a living thing that has to be fed for it to grow, it has to be pushed around a little to make it stronger, and in the end, because of these things, it will triumph.
Harper Bentley (Finally Us (True Love, #3))
anyone in horror’s path is irrevocably altered.
Bentley Little (The Best of Horror Library: Volumes 1-5)
He could wait, because hatred is patient.
Bentley Little (The Best of Horror Library: Volumes 1-5)
Newman King was a fictional figurehead, a made-up character.
Bentley Little (The Store)
He was dropped off directly in front of the Black Tower.
Bentley Little (The Store)
and the last shot of the report was of King getting into a chauffeur-driven limousine in front of the black tower.
Bentley Little (The Store)
The Night Managers.
Bentley Little (The Store)
History wasn’t a straight line, it was a circle.
Bentley Little (DMV)
A hush fell over the room as the man in black stepped up to the podium.
Bentley Little (The Bank)
And he could not help being a little bit cheered up and consoled as he got into the Bentley and set off alone for Oxford.
Iris Murdoch (The Sacred and Profane Love Machine)
They lived in a Wikipedia world, where knowledge was no longer required and only the ability to access it mattered.
Bentley Little (The Academy)
Human beings' capacity to adjust to almost anything was supposed to be one of their greatest virtues, but it was also one of their greatest weaknesses. It rendered them compliant, allowed them to be exploited.
Bentley Little (The Store)
The current fashion in belligerent atheism usually involves flinging condemnation around with a kind of gallant extravagance, more or less in the direction of all faiths at once, with little interest in precise aim.
David Bentley Hart (The Experience of God : Being, Consciousness, Bliss)
My father saw him one time. We live in mexico, on the farm, and Father went to feed the horses. At night. Little man was standing there giving hay to the horses. And Father watch and he came and he told Mother, 'Jedushka Di Muvedushka feeding the horses'. He don't get scared, nothing. In the morning we go look, the horses' hair all braided. So Beautiful! All their hair braided.
Bentley Little
A straw man can be a very convenient property, after all. I can see why a plenteously contented, drowsily complacent, temperamentally incurious atheist might find it comforting—even a little luxurious—to imagine that belief in God is no more than belief in some magical invisible friend who lives beyond the clouds, or in some ghostly cosmic mechanic invoked to explain gaps in current scientific knowledge.
David Bentley Hart (The Experience of God: Being, Consciousness, Bliss)
So the rest of the summer you could see the two little girls and Tom like wrens on a wire, on Mrs. Bentley’s front porch, waiting. And when the silvery chimes of the icicle man were heard, the front door opened, Mrs. Bentley floated out with her hand deep down the gullet of her silver-mouthed purse, and for half an hour you could see them there on the porch, the children and the old lady putting coldness into warmness, eating chocolate icicles, laughing. At last they were good friends. “How old are you, Mrs. Bentley?” “Seventy-two.” “How old were you fifty years ago?” “Seventy-two.” “You weren’t ever young, were you, and never wore ribbons or dresses like these?” “No.” “Have you got a first name?” “My name is Mrs. Bentley.” “And you’ve always lived in this one house?” “Always.” “And never were pretty?” “Never.” “Never in a million trillion years?” The two girls would bend toward the old lady, and wait in the pressed silence of four o’clock on a summer afternoon. “Never,” said Mrs. Bentley, “in a million trillion years.
Ray Bradbury (Bradbury Stories: 100 of His Most Celebrated Tales)
Providence then - and this is what is most important to grasp - is not the same thing as a universal teleology. To believe in divine and unfailing providence is not to burden one's conscience with the need to see every event in this world not only as an occasion for God's grace, but as a positive determination of God's will whereby he brings to pass a comprehensive design that, in the absence of any single one of these events, would not have been possible. It may seem that this is to draw only the finest of logical distinction, one so fine indeed as to amount to little more than a sophistry. Some theologians - Calvin, for instance - have denied that the distinction between what God wills and what he permits has any meaning at all. And certainly there is no unanimity in the history of Christian exegesis on this matter. Certain classic Western interpretations of Paul's treatment of the hardening of Pharaoh's heart and of the hardened heart of Israel in Romans 9 have taken it as a clear statement of God's immediate determination of his creatures' wills. But in the Eastern Christian tradition, and in the thought of many of the greatest Western theologians, the same argument has often been understood to assert no more than that God in either case allowed a prior corruption of the will to run its course, or even - like a mire in the light of the sun - to harden the outpouring of God's fiery mercy, and always for the sake of a greater good that will perhaps redound even to the benefit of the sinner. One might read Christ's answer to his disciples' question regarding why a man had been born blind - 'that the works of God should be made manifest in him' (John 9:3) - either as a refutation or as a confirmation of the distinction between divine will and permission. When all is said and done, however, not only is the distinction neither illogical nor slight; it is an absolute necessity if - setting aside, as we should, all other judgments as superstitious, stochastic, and secondary - we are to be guided by the full character of what is revealed of God in Christ. For, after all, if it is from Christ that we are to learn how God relates himself to sin, suffering, evil, and death, it would seem that he provides us little evidence of anything other than a regal, relentless, and miraculous enmity: sin he forgives, suffering he heals, evil he casts out, and death he conquers. And absolutely nowhere does Christ act as if any of these things are part of the eternal work or purposes of God.
David Bentley Hart (The Doors of the Sea: Where Was God in the Tsunami?)
In a successful relationship both partners should be able to uplift, inspire and energize each other. In an Asperger marriage this energy exchange doesn’t seem to take place. Usually the ‘neurotypical’ hands out energy but receives none in return, and thus feels permanently exhausted. Due to the high stress and anxiety levels, the AS partner finds it difficult to sustain his energy and therefore has little left to share. Whatever exists he retains to satisfy any personal requirements. It’s a kind of self-preservation technique. In addition to this, communication problems aggravate the situation by creating an invisible barrier which prevents energy flow.
Katrin Bentley (Alone Together: Making an Asperger Marriage Work)
Who, after all, is saying something more objectively atrocious, or more aggressively perverse? The person who claims that every newborn infant enters the world justly under the threat of eternal dereliction, and that a good God imposes or permits the imposition of a state of eternal agony on finite, created rational beings as part of the mystery of his love or sovereignty or justice? Or the person who observes that such ideas are cruel and barbarous and depraved? Which of these two should really be, if not ashamed of his or her words, at least hesitant, ambivalent, and even a little penitent in uttering them? And which has a better right to moral indignation at what the other has said? And, really, don’t these questions answer themselves? A belief does not merit unconditional reverence just because it is old, nor should it be immune to being challenged in terms commensurate to the scandal it seems to pose. And the belief that a God of infinite intellect, justice, love, and power would condemn rational beings to a state of perpetual torment, or would allow them to condemn themselves on account of their own delusion, pain, and anger, is probably worse than merely scandalous. It may be the single most horrid notion the religious imagination has ever conceived, and the most irrational and spiritually corrosive picture of existence possible. And anyone who thinks that such claims are too strong or caustic, while at the same time finding the traditional notion of a hell of everlasting suffering perfectly unobjectionable, needs to consider whether he or she is really thinking clearly about the matter at all. (from Public Orthodoxy, “In Defense of a Certain Tone of Voice”)
David Bentley Hart
It is the journalist’s responsibility to be objective. When you start printing only one side of a story, when you start limiting people’s access to facts, telling them by your presentation and emphasis what to believe, what is truth, then you are not doing your job.
Bentley Little (The Summoning)
We’re the ones who believe in you,” he said.
Bentley Little (Gloria)
Gloria was off for Arbor Day, a holiday that no employer save her school seemed to celebrate, and was curled up on the couch, catching up on the last Stephen King book,
Bentley Little (Gloria)
She could change the narrative. How she would do that, Gloria had no idea. But she intended to figure it out. ****
Bentley Little (Gloria)
torn faded Levis and a denim shirt.
Bentley Little (Gloria)
Her life slid away, replaced by a new one, and even as Gloria tried to hang on to this reality, she felt it slipping, supplanted by another correlated existence.
Bentley Little (Gloria)
I know Triple A still does, but with everyone using GPS and MapQuest and GoogleMaps and what have you,
Bentley Little (Gloria)
she should have known that her family would just chug it down, oblivious to not only the authenticity of its taste but the amount of work that went into it. She might as well have bought a gallon of the most Americanized crap available at Costco and poured it into the bowl.
Bentley Little (Gloria)
it amounts to little more than an assertion that what is exceptional is incredible because it is not ordinary, and that ostensible miracles are to be disbelieved on the grounds that they would be miraculous.
David Bentley Hart (The Experience of God: Being, Consciousness, Bliss)
The kind of man I would take on as a client.
Bentley Little (The Collection)
John F. Kennedy was assassinated on the date of my birth. My initials are J.F.K.
Bentley Little (The Collection)
1443 Sherwood #7.
Bentley Little (The Collection)
He picked up the envelope. His name was on the front, written in a shaky, childish scrawl. He tore the envelope open and pulled out the piece of paper inside. On it were written two words in that same shaky hand: Stay Away
Bentley Little (The Mailman)
Claire shook her head as she read the e-mails. She had learned to read and write before the advent of the online age and still felt out of place in the e e cummings world of the Internet, where nothing was capitalized, periods were known as dots, and the normal rules of grammar and punctuation did not apply.
Bentley Little (The Haunted)
He stared out the window and found himself thinking of that old Randy Newman song, "It's Money That Matters." It was money that mattered, wasn't it? He shook his head. Times had changed. Twenty years ago-a decade ago, even-a rich man spending millions of dollars to get himself elected to public office would have been looked upon with suspicion and distrust. But in 1992, the town had voted overwhelmingly for Ross Perot, either buying completely into his "common man" persona and believing that the billionaire was more like them than were either of his two opponents, or else respecting and admiring his enormous wealth
Bentley Little (The Store)
Instead, the grass kept getting thicker and taller, and soon I was lost
Bentley Little (The Collection)
was in room 212 instead of room 215.
Bentley Little (The Collection)
The two were connected somehow, intertwined with the movements and actions of a terrifyingly evil clown.
Bentley Little (The Collection)
At the time, I was under the spell of William Faulkner
Bentley Little (The Collection)
He recognized the cat as Mrs. Miller’s pet Jake.
Bentley Little (The Collection)
Inside the sealed worlds of individual cars, it was anything goes.
Bentley Little (The Collection)
He got angry at me because my unhappiness meant that his emotion was not recycled.
Bentley Little (The Collection)
He provides a long passage ascribed to the (largely mythical) Tantric sage Padmasambhava and then breathlessly informs his readers that nothing remotely as profound is to be found anywhere in the religious texts of the West—though, really, the passage is little more than a formulaic series of mystic platitudes, of the sort to be found in every religion’s contemplative repertoire, describing the kind of oceanic ecstasy that Christian mystical tradition tends to treat as one of the infantile stages of the contemplative life.
David Bentley Hart (Atheist Delusions: The Christian Revolution and Its Fashionable Enemies)
There are four layers of scripture. The first is the surface: the plain meaning of the text. The second goes a little deeper: you see a hint that there is something more to the text. The third level is the level into which you must inquire. You must research to grasp the deeper meaning. And the fourth level contains the deepest of the deep secrets within the text—and all these levels are interconnected; they are alive!
Ray Bentley (The Cyrus Mandate (The Elijah Chronicles #3))
Much worse than yours.
Bentley Little (The Revelation)
some small stuff like Gordon’s cat.
Bentley Little (The Revelation)
We had Kennedy shot; we can arrange something for you as well.
Bentley Little (The Collection)
You like what I do to you, don’t you, baby girl? You like being my dirty little girl. You can’t get enough of my cock.
Mackenzy Fox (Mr. Bentley (Taboo #1))
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Bentley Little (The Haunted)
bought their groceries at Safeway and shopped for everything else at The Store.
Bentley Little (The Haunted)
She had learned to read and write before the advent of the online age and still felt out of place in the e e cummings world of the Internet, where nothing was capitalized, periods were known as dots, and the normal rules of grammar and punctuation did not apply.
Bentley Little (The Haunted)
But it seemed to her that people these days, even in small towns, perhaps especially in small towns, had lost whatever sense of tolerance had enabled America to forge a unified nation out of the diverse peoples that coexisted within its borders.
Bentley Little (The Haunted)
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Bentley Little (The Haunted)
There comes a point, she thought, when what you do as a temporary stopgap until you “find” yourself hardens into your actual personality. The person you pretended to be, while waiting to discover who you are, becomes the real you.
Bentley Little (The House)
He looked down at the enclosed Xerox, started reading: From Thomas Jefferson’s Diary: April 15 I am Awake again well before Dawn because of that Infernal Dream engendered by the Figure Shown to Me by Franklin. It is the Fifth Time I have Had the Dream. Did I not Know Franklin so well, I would Believe Him a Practitioner of Witchcraft and the Black Arts. The Doll, if Doll it Be, Appeared to be Made from Twigs and Straw and Pieces of Human Hair and Toe-nail. The Totality was Glued together by what seemed an Unsavory Substance that Franklin and I Took to be Dried Seed from the Male Sex. Franklin Claims that He has Seen a Similar Figure in his Travels although He Cannot Remember Where. For My Part, I would Never have Forgotten such an Object or Whence I first Discovered It, as I Will Not Forget It Now. Against My Wishes and Advice, Franklin has Taken the Doll into his House. He Intends to Keep It in his Study so that He may Perform some of his Experiments upon It. I Bade Him Leave it in the Spirit House in which He Discovered It, but Franklin is not a Man who Takes Readily to Suggestion. I am Frightened for Franklin and, indeed, for All of Us. At the bottom of the diary entry was a detailed piece of artwork in Jefferson’s own hand. A detailed rendering that was clearly identifiable and instantly recognizable. It was a drawing of the house.
Bentley Little (The House)
The Ones Who Went Before.” The name, with its ambiguity and intimations of tremendous age, frightened him, and he listened quietly as Mr. Billings described the early days, after the barrier was erected, the days of miracles, when gods and monsters roamed the earth, when seas were parted, when oracles foretold the future, when miraculous beings and the resurrected dead mingled with ordinary men. After the House became occupied, he explained, as it gained strength and became more efficient, more attuned to its purpose, those “leaks” were plugged, all access to the Other Side was sealed off.
Bentley Little (The House)
Being here reminded him of what he’d thought as a child, what he’d planned, and the realization that the future he’d been so eagerly awaiting had already passed left him somewhat heavy-hearted. For the first time in his life, he truly felt his age.
Bentley Little (The House)
You get more spiritual as you get older,” Hal said. “I don’t know if it’s because you get scared since you’re closer to death, or because you’re actually wiser than you used to be, but you start thinking about spiritual things, wondering why we’re here, what the point of it all is, whether there’s anything else.
Bentley Little (The House)
A deist, perhaps, like Thomas Jefferson, an adherent to the clockmaker theory. He believed that God had created everything, had set it in motion, but was now on to other projects and other planets, trusting his creation to run in the way he’d intended and not deigning to bother in the affairs of men.
Bentley Little (The House)
Maybe it was a pet cemetery.
Bentley Little (DMV)
because literally any time is sooner than later except ‘later,’ which is not only vague and unspecified but isn’t even a quantifiable time.
Bentley Little (DMV)
1432 East Lincoln Avenue
Bentley Little (DMV)
He’d grown conspiracy minded lately, and the old bumpersticker joke popped into his mind: Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they’re not out to get you.
Bentley Little (DMV)
A one-thirty-one slash two B.
Bentley Little (DMV)
Eight Six Five Zero Zero One.
Bentley Little (DMV)
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Bentley Little (DMV)
But he wasn’t a detective, and he wasn’t one of those plucky amateurs who, in movies and books, took it upon themselves to solve a crime.
Bentley Little (Behind)
Love wasn’t perfect, she realized. It didn’t cure all ills and didn’t solve all problems and wasn’t always what was needed. It also wasn’t equal. There was a hierarchy of love, some people you loved more than others, and it did make a difference. Sometimes just loving someone was not enough. Sometimes you had to love someone enough.
Bentley Little (The House)
It was a strange facet of human nature, but horror was much more frightening on a small scale than a large one.
Bentley Little (The House)
Shine him on?
Bentley Little (Behind)
And in the background, behind everything he did or said or thought, like a low hum, was an unyielding sadness, an emotional blackness that threatened to bloom into depression should he pause to examine it.
Bentley Little (The Haunted)