And I Can't Think Of A Reason

This Is The Point Being Missed By Readers Who Lament Liquor's Lack Of Hot Sex Scenes, Probably Because They Aren't Old Enough To Understand That A Passionate Relationship Could Be About Anything Other Than Sex.

Horror Is The Badge Of Humanity, Worn Proudly, Self-righteously, And Often Falsely.

The Night Is The Hardest Time To Be Alive And 4am Knows All My Secrets.

All At Once It Hit Him: This Was Power Too, Just As Surely As Smashing Your Fist Into Someone’s Face, Just As Surely As Putting A Hammer Through Someone’s Skull. The Power To Make Another Person Crazy With Pleasure Instead Of Fear And Pain, To Have Every Cell In Another Person’s Body At Your Thrall.

They Discovered That Even In The Face Of Pain That Seems Unbearable, Even In The Face Of Pain That Wrings The Last Drop Of Blood Out Of Your Heart And Leaves Its Scrimshaw Tracery On The Inside Of Your Skull, Life Goes On. And Pain Grows Dull, And Begins To Fade