Fred Mustard Stewart

Fred Mustard Stewart (September 17, 1932 – February 7, 2007) was an American novelist. Quotes The Titan (1985) New York: Simon and Schuster On shelves protected by elaborate bronze grilles, the tomes dozed through the decades, seldom, if ever, read by their proud owner. Lord Saxmundham...bought to own, not to read. He was like a passionate wine collector who never drank wine. Ch. 9 (p. 84) Like a mighty juggernaut, the German Army Group A, under the command of General Gerd von Rundstedt, rolled across the Meuse River into Belgium and northern France, the Fourth Army under Kluge attacking Dinant, Hermeton and Givet to the north while, to the south, the 19th Panzer Corps under Guderian attacked the French city of Sedan, where, exactly seventy years before, Louis Napoleon’s Second Empire had met defeat before the superb Prussian Army of Moltke. What seems obvious in retrospect then took the French by surprise: namely that the German armies merely went around the Maginot Line, on which the defense-oriented French Army had placed most of its bets. Ch. 34 (p. 312) "I almost married her a long time ago. Because I married someone else, she hired a Turkish assassin to kill me, and when that backfired she engineered my arrest by the Gestapo ten years ago."The President laughed. "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, but she seems to have gone a bit overboard." Ch. 40 (p. 356) She screamed as he rammed through her hymen. . . . He put his hands around her throat and started squeezing. "Coming, coming... it feels so good..." He crushed her windpipe. By the time he reached his orgasm, Vicky Fleming was dead. Ch. 45 (p. 406) External links Category:1932 births Category:2007 deaths Category:Novelists from the United States Category:Princeton University alumni Category:People from Indiana