PAGE 50 “Come on, Manny. You can find work and sort out your life anytime. The pub closes in five hours.”
—Bernard Black
PAGE 83 “In Flanders Fields the poppies blow Between the crosses row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.”
—John McCrae
PAGE 57 “English winters are like the First World War. You start thinking, ‘Am I going to die before I get to the end of this.’”
—John Cleese
PAGE 30 “Parker stood in the doorway, trying to look as like a piece of furniture as possible—which is the duty of a good butler.”
—P.G. Wodehouse
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DANA HUNTLEY
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