You Always Kill The One You Love.

It Seems That So Much Writing Is Being Done In The Nineteenth-century Model, Where Every Connection Has To Be Thoroughly Explained.

I Learned All Those Jokes In Second Grade. Second Grade Is Really Where They Tell You Those Horrific Jokes, Racist Jokes And Misogynistic Jokes That You Have No Idea What They Mean, And You Just Memorize Them Because They Have A Very Strong Effect, They Make People Laugh In This Kind Of Nervous, Horrible Way, And It's Only Later That You Realize That You've Got A Head Full Of Crap.

There Are Bodies Buried Everywhere You Just Have To Know Where To Look.

Discovering The 'impossible' Ending To A New Book Makes Me Sick With Joy And Relief.

At This Rate, We'll Never Get To The Future.