But there was something in his eyes at times that I would almost swear said something more. Some deeper sort of regard.

I had also never realized before that I loved him, but I did. And his pain was my pain, and it hurt, but it also felt good in a strange way, knowing that we could share in it together.

It could have been avoided. This couch misery spiral, this … loss … I could’ve avoided the bulk of it simply by doing more. I could’ve given a shit...

If they killed him tonight, at least he would die alive.

I'm going to take a shower, " I said and prepared for the comment I knew was coming. "You know what they say, conserve water and shower with a friend.

Gratitude is a Short-Cut which Speeds the Journey to Love :-)

You don't have to have an attitude if you're famous.

Marriage is tough. I can tell my wife all day long that I love her, but it doesn't mean anything if you don't show that.

Engineers are all basically high-functioning autistics who have no idea how normal people do stuff.

A man lusts to become a god... and there is murder. Murder upon murder upon murder. Why is the world of men nothing but murder?

God made me a singer, and I just sang.

I am a believer in punctuality though it makes me very lonely

The death I should prefer would be to break my neck off the back of a good horse at a full gallop on a fine day.