Weren't we all crazy in our sleep? What was sleep, after all, but the process by which we dumped our insanity into a dark subconscious pit and came out on the other side ready to eat cereal instead of our neighbor's children?

And then more quiet, silence so deep it almost drowned out the roar of the night music that pounded away in my secret self.

Nothing in life is fair. Fair is a dirty word and I'll thank you not to use that language around me.

No big deal. We all have blood in us, the trick is keeping it inside.

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?

I don't know if you have noticed this, but it is quite possible for two human beings to have a conversation in which one or both parties involved has absolutely no idea what they're talking about.

That's why I liked him, I think. Another guy pretending to be human, just like me.