I live alone (but catless, I'd like everybody to know).

You can't stop a teacher when they want to do something. They just do it.

Sensitive. That killed me. That guy Morrow was about as sensitive as a toilet seat.

If you weren't around, I'd probably be someplace way the hell off. In the woods or some goddamn place. You're the only reason I'm around, practically.

It happens to be one of those days when I see everybody in the family, including myself, through the wrong end of a telescope.

She said she knew she was able to fly because when she came down she always had dust on her fingers from touching the light bulbs.

I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.