Robert Galbraith

"She wuz depressed. Yeah, she wuz on stuff for it. Like me. Sometimes it jus' takes you over. It's an illness,' she said, although she made the words sound like 'it's uh nill."

"Fancourt can't write women,' said Nina dismissively. 'He tries but he can't do it. His women are all temper, tits and tampons."

"Who was more conscious than the soldier of capricious fortune, of the random roll of the dice?"