KILL ME!" And then Newt's eyes cleared, as if he'd gained one last trembling gasp of sanity, and his voice softened. "Please, Tommy. Please." With his heart falling into a black abyss, Thomas pulled the trigger.

Thoughts of the girl crashed around his mind, made him remember the connection he felt. A sadness washed over him, as if he missed her, wanted to see her. That doesn't make sense, he thought. I don't even know her name.

Can’t take a chance that one day, in one spot, somewhere, an exit might appear. We can’t give up. Ever.

I do love ponies. Wish I could eat one right now.

In my early writing, all of my characters were exactly the same person. They all spoke the same, made the same types of jokes, reacted the same, etc. I think they were all just me in disguise.

You are the shuckiest shuck faced shuck in the world!

It's kind of hard to ask a dead guy what he did wrong.