It was such an unexpected and genuine smile that if I only had a soul I'm sure I would have felt quite guilty.

I thought about the nice clothes that I always wore. Well of course I did. I took pride in being the best dressed monster in Dade County.

What a terrible thing life can be.

I sighed; as comforting as it may be to some of us, sarcasm, like youth, is wasted on the young.

I'm quite sure more people fake an awful lot of everyday human contact. I just fake all of it." --Dexter

I rose to my knees, mouth dry and heart pounding, and paused to finger a rip in my beautiful Dacron bowling shirt. I pushed my fingertip through the hole and wiggled it at myself. Hello, Dexter, where are you going? Hello, Mr. Finger. I don't know, but I'm almost there. I hear my friends calling.

Saturday morning was their unrestricted television time, and they usually took advantage of it to watch a series of cartoon shows that would certainly have been impossible before the discovery of LSD.