There isnt always an explanation for everything.
You write a book like that you're fond of over the years, then you see that happen to it, it's like pissing in your father's beer.
If my Valentine you won't be, I'll hang myself on your Christmas tree.
You're awfully dark, brother," he said. "You don't know how dark.
In order to write about life first you must live it.
Until you're grown-up they send you to reform school. After you're grown-up they send you to the penitentiary.