If It Sounds Like Writing, I Rewrite

What Do You Tell A Man With Two Black Eyes? Nothing, He's Already Been Told Twice.

Skip The Boring Parts.

If It Sounds Like Writing, I Rewrite It. Or, If Proper Usage Gets In The Way, It May Have To Go. I Can't Allow What We Learned In English Composition To Disrupt The Sound And Rhythm Of The Narrative.

It's Like Seeing Someone For The First Time, And You Look At Each Other For A Few Seconds, And There's This Kind Of Recognition Like You Both Know Something. Next Moment The Person's Gone, And It's Too Late To Do Anything About It.

Bad Guys Are Not Bad Guys Twenty-four Hours A Day.