I’ve always been a sucker for the beautiful and the batshit.

The rhythm of breath may have been our first language.

There was as much joy in surrendering free will as exercising it.

He twirled a finger, the universal symbol for roll down your window -- universal despite the fact that no one had manually rolled down a window in twenty years.

This new world was a vicious, sleek world made of street lights and tight jeans, sharp smiles and fast cars. This was a city, edited. A city, pared down to its bare minimums, beautiful and abusive.

Stupidity is the same as evil if you judge by the results.

Spend sixteen weeks in the jungle and you being to question your own sanity, especially when you are the one goading everyone else ahead.

She was a handsome woman of forty-five and would remain so for many years.

Stop rushing me. I want to take my time falling in love with you.

You do have demons throughout the week; every coach does.

Digital blood is not effective.

When you seek revenge, be sure to dig two graves.

I want to write for history, not for the moment.

But once in a while the odd thing happens Once in a while the dream comes true And the whole pattern of life is altered Once in a while, the moon turns blue