Sylvia had given him a scalding lecture, the gist of it being that whatever a woman enjoyed wearing was feminine and anything she didn't enjoy wearing wasn't, and if he was too stubborn and old fashioned to understand that, he could go and soak his head in a bucket of cold water. He hadn't quite forgiven her yet for saying they would have to look hard to find a bucket big enough to fit his head in to, but he admired the sass behind the remark.

Perhaps not willingly, but pain can make a man do things he wouldn't willingly do.

When a man wears his pants that tight, they tend to pinch his balls, and that tends to pinch his temper.

Some men die for lack of love…some die because of it. Think about it." - Daemon

We know how it ends practically before it starts. That's why stories appeal to us. They give us the clarity and simplicity our real lives lack.

Everything has a price.

Mother Night and May The Darkness Be Merciful!