The joke is, we all have the same punchline.

We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens.

You know how both life and porno movies end. The only difference is life starts with the orgasm.

Maybe it's our sins that give God consolation when he finally has to give us cancer.

Unless we have that moment of chaos, followed by the emotional release of realization, nothing will be remembered.

It's so quiet this high up, the feeling you get is that you're one of those space monkeys. You do the little job you're trained to do. Pull a lever. Push a button. You don't understand any of it, and then you just die.

It's funny how you never think about the women you've had. It's always the ones who get away that you can't forget.