Why bother inflicting enormous pain on yourself when sooner or later Life would certainly get around to doing it for you?

Of course, having information to use is one thing. Knowing what it means and how to use it is a different story.

It's terrible to have to depend on someone else.

It was clear to me that it wouldn't matter what I did - they would never truly appreciate me or learn what I had to offer. They were far beyond fickle - they were insensible, like kittens,predatory little things, distracted by the first bit of string or shiny bauble that rolled across the floor, and nothing I could ever say or do could possibly make any kind of dent in their willful ignorance.

…a cheerful black shadow reared up behind him as he spoke, thundering a happy challenge to my Dark Passenger, which slid forward and bellowed back.

The faster it ran away from me. And I found myself reasoning that perhaps one more beer would unlock the doors of perception.

She really did like me, the idiot.