I was not a lovable child, and I'd grown into a deeply unlovable adult. Draw a picture of my soul, and it'd be a scribble with fangs.
Republicans go to Sam’s Club, Democrats go to Costco.
To spend a life in dreams, that sounded too lovely.
Nick is like a good stiff drink: He gives everything the correct perspective.
There are a million talented writers who are unpublished only because they stop writing when it gets hard.
Bang bang bang. I understand now why so many horror movies use that device-the mysterious knock on the door-because it has the weight of a nightmare. You don't know what's out there, yet you know you'll open it. You'll think what I think: No one bad ever knocks.