Killing makes me feel good.
I mean, really: what kind of person could possibly dislike me?
A man who discovers his pants are on fire tends to have very little time to worry about somebody else's box of matches
I enjoyed watching good-looking idiots looking at each other. A great spectator sport.
A man can take only so much. Even a phony man like me.
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.