In the middle of nowhere, along a quiet stretch of road, the diner dreamt of the hungry dead. And of two men.

Ned passed the next few minutes quietly not dying in his office, and was pleased with how well it was going. He'd stayed alive longer, but now that he was concentrating on it, it felt more like an accomplishment.

The wisest man knows he know nothing.

Terrible errors are rarely made all at once. Usually they are performed one small misstep at a time.

Because life is complicated and difficult. Anyone who says otherwise hasn't truly lived.

In the middle of nowhere, along a quiet stretch of road, the diner dreamt of the hungry dead. And of two men.

Those who write are writers. Those who wait are waiters.