Fear Is A Poison Produced By The

What Looks Tragic Might Be Comic On Second Consideration, And What Is Comic Might Bring Tears In Time.

I Need Those Nukes, The Chief Said. I Need Them, I Need Them Right Now. I Don't Want To Be An Enabler, Sir. I'd Rather Get You Into A Twelve Step Program To Help You Break This Addiction.

Every Expression Of Desired Friendship Has Potential Bite. Every Smile Reveals The Teeth.

On Those Occasions When He Had Killed In The Dark, He Later Needed To See His Victims' Faces Because, In Some Unlit Corner Of His Heart, He Half Expected To Find His Own Face Looking Up At Him, Ice-white And Dead-eyed. "deep Down," The Dream-victim Had Said, "you Know That You're Already Dead Yourself, Burnt Out Inside. You Realize That You Have Far More In Common With Your Victims After You've Killed Them Than Before.

His Blue Eyes Were Seas Where Sorrow Sailed.