“If death turned out to be a lack of being rather than a lack of consciousness, well, then, that sucked.” IfsWellsConsciousness Book:Death Angel: A Novel Source: Death Angel: A Novel
“A thousand thoughts ran through my mind. Well, at least six or seven, anyway, because a thousand thoughts are a lot. Try counting your own thoughts and see how long it takes you to get to a thousand.” TryingMindWellsLongThousandSixSevenRanCounting Book:To Die For: A Novel Source: To Die For: A Novel
“Well, you've done it now," was her sisterly opening shot. Jaine rubbed between her eyebrows; a definite headache was forming. After the exchange with David, she waited to see where this one was going. "I won't be able to hold up my head in church." "Really? Oh, Shelley, I'm so sorry," Jaine said sweetly. "I didn't realize you have the dreaded Limp Neck disease. When were you diagnosed?” WellsSaidDoneAbleRealizingChurchDiseaseShotsSorryOpeningNecksDefiniteEyebrowsHeadacheShelleyI'm So SorrySisterly Book:Mr Perfect Source: Mr Perfect
