What did you do to her?” There were a thousand things he’d

She told herself that she was happy to meet her executioner.

We were discussing the fine puppetry of fate.

Hope was a fool’s emotion.

Sometimes love is not enough.

Aren't we all victims of fate?

Twelve-year-olds are eager to turn everything into arguments but don't have the cognitive skills to win them.

Our way is upward, from the species across to the super-species. But the degenerate mind which says ‘All for me’ is a horror to us.

Grief is not as heavy as guilt, but it takes more away from you.

No one told me holy water had chlorine in it.

The most terrifying thing is sometimes not what we see, but rather what we are forced to imagine.

The liberation of the human mind has never been furthered by dunderheads.

Those flowers were picked by illegal immigrants. And they're not voting for you, b*tch.

Why should a man say what he feels, when a women is going to ignore what he says?

I think that most New Yorkers would object to calling me a New Yorker. I didn't grow up here.

My hair has become part of my identity; it's almost an appendage to me.