There are few things in life worse than a long-winded lawyer.

The reason is obvious. You're my grandfather, okay. Like it or not, you're who you are and i'm who i am. And i'm here right now, so what are we going to do about it? -Adam Cayhall-

life is too short to despise people who simply can't help what they've done.

Nobody wants to read about the honest lawyer down the street who does real estate loans and wills. If you want to sell books, you have to write about the interesting lawyers - the guys who steal all the money and take off. That's the fun stuff.

It may seem odd that I'm here today - the unapologetic writer of popular fiction - on Faulkner's front porch about to announce the finalists for the National Book Award, which are our most prestigious literary awards.

Sistrunk looked angrily at Lettie and said, "I'm allowed to be paid for my time and expenses, plus there is the matter of the loans. When can I expect the money?"
"In due course," Jake said.
"I want it now."
"Well, you're not getting it now."
"Then I'll sue."
"Fine. I'll defend."
"And I'll preside," Judge Atlee said. "I'll give you a trial date in about four years.