Sensitive. That killed me. That guy Morrow was about as sensitive as a toilet seat.
Maybe there's a trapdoor under my chair, and I'll just disappear.
I like it when somebody gets excited about something. It's nice.
It happens to be one of those days when I see everybody in the family, including myself, through the wrong end of a telescope.
Each of his phrases was rather like a little ancient island, inundated by a miniature sea of whiskey.
Hell is the suffering of being unable to love.