You kill strangers deliberately so you don't accidentally kill the people you love.

As a culture, we believe that if we kill something, we've killed the issue. That's why so many books end with death, why so many plays end with death, because it's full resolution. I'm always curious to know what happens after Romeo and Juliet die. In a way, that's the beginning of the story. Maybe beyond the story is even better.

For sure, even the worst blow job is better than, say, sniffing the best rose ... watching the greatest sunset. Hearing children laugh.

She drank a glass of wine and looked for something new to ruin with her lack of talent.

My point is, that if I'm honest, my life is all about me.

Get through the moment. Avoid confrontation. Run away. That's pretty much how we get through our own lives, watching television. Smoking crap. Self-medicating. Redirecting our own attention. Jacking off. Denial.

Emotionally, in our minds, we get so filled with resentments where we've got a story about absolutely everything.