1 Quotes by M. A. Clarke Scott

She gasped. “You know what your problem is? You don’t take yourself… or anything… seriously enough!”She sat rigidly, her teeth and her buttocks clenched tight, nostrils flaring with each impassioned breath, tears burning the back of her eyelids. Was she really having this debate with Bruce Koczynski? A man she believed incapable of these intense opinions and complex ideas? She didn’t even know he had the vocabulary. It was utterly disorienting.