Me, feeling. What a concept.

Detective, I don't know where the boyfriend is, really," I said. And it was true, considering tide, current, and the habits of marine scavengers. -Dexter

I was good at being charming, one of my very few vanities.

And what did you do last night, Dexter? Oh, I played with my dolls while a friend chopped up my sister.

Life's only obligation, afterall, was to be interesting.

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

I looked around the store and what I saw was not very encouraging. There were rows and rows of violent toys...aisle after aisle of training devices for recreational slaughter. No wonder our world was such a mean and violent place...if we teach children that killing is fun, can we really be surprised if now and then someone is smart enough to learn?