You can't abandon life just because it's scary, and just because you get hurt.

Like “love,” “hope” is one of those ridiculously disproportional words that by all rights should be a lot longer.

Lies. Mab cannot change who you are.

Sticks and stones may break your bones, but Chinese throwing stars get you a dozen stitches.

I ask people impertinent questions. Hopefully turning up pertinent answers.

Here's where I ask why don't you spend your time doing something safer and more boring. Like maybe administering suppositories to rabid gorillas.

The mad rarely know that they are mad. It's the rest of the world, I think, that seems insane to them.