Let’s not talk about how I am. It’s a subject I know too much about to want to think about anymore.
The story was writing itself and I was having a hard time keeping up with it.
I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?
I was blown up while we were eating cheese.
He did not care for the lying at first. He hated it. Then later he had come to like it. It was part of being an insider but it was a very corrupting business.
I always worked until I had something done and I always stopped when I knew what was going to happen next. That way I could be sure of going on the next day.