There are few things more pleasing than the contemplation of order and useful arrangement.

You deicde, and you make our night what you want. Brilliant and ours. Stupid and theirs.

There are few things more pleasing than the contemplation of order and useful arrangement.

It was so much easier to be alone, if one could find just the right location.

The strangest thing. I came to the end of other people so quickly. Each new person was like a glass of water, and at the beginning I was parched, but then each glass tasted a little worse, the water was grittier, and by the end even the first sip was enough to make me gag, you know?

How much of life could he spend aching? Aching is not a stable condition; it must resolve into something

Love is not sufficient. It never has been. Stories that claim otherwise are lies. There's always SOMETHING after happily ever after.