Routine is the one thing the can get you killed. It tells the enemy where you're going and when you're going to be there.
When the doorbell rings at three in the morning, it's never good news.
He didn't want to remember anymore. remembering only hurt him... everytime.
For all men are equal at the moment of death and who are we to judge them when a much greater judge awaits?
Then why don't you go and ---- yourself.
My writing has always been what you call 'narrative fiction' in the sense that it's got very strong plots and twists at the end.