Alex had cooked, and coaxed, and helped Mark form borders around the shapeless days. Alex had given meaning to the word "servant".

— Davis Bunn

A steel door clapped open as a guard stepped from the bulletproof viewing station across the hall. "Adams!" "That you?" "I told you, I don't know-" The cop pointed straight at him. "Jeffrey Adams! Front and center!" The black man helped him rise to his feet. "Ain't everybody gets called back from the pit, man. Question is, what are you going to do when you find out who you are?

— Davis Bunn

For the Arab, the past does not merely live. The past defines the present.

— Davis Bunn

God answered prayers first by teaching the need to ask, second by using friends as holy messengers.

— Davis Bunn

He used a minimum of words and no inflection whatsoever. It was a policeman's manner of speaking, direct and unadorned.

— Davis Bunn

His eyes touched lightly, and passed on.

— Davis Bunn

I have a hundred reasons to dislike this gentleman,” Erica reminded herself aloud. “And a thousand reasons more not to go courting with any man.” Lavinia laughed at that. “Whenever has a woman’s heart listened to her head?

— Davis Bunn

It was typical of the American to identify the one unfinished strand.

— Davis Bunn

I was thinking..."" We know," Pedro said, "It was like sitting next to a pressure cooker

— Davis Bunn

Mark felt eyes on him as tight as a sniper's aim.

— Davis Bunn