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

I am blind and limited. I would be a fool think myself wise. And so, not knowing what the universe means, I can only try to be responsible with the knowledge, the strength, and the time given to me. I must be true to my heart.

My hair had grown out long and shaggy—not in that sexy-young-rock-star kind of way but in that time-to-take-Rover-to-the-groomer kind of way.

Thank God for imminent doomsday.

We all must die. There is no better way to do so than in the pursuit of something you love.

When you do something stupid and die, it's pathetic," I said. "When you do something stupid and survive it, then you get to call it impressive or heroic.

Ack!" I said. Fearless master of the witty dialogue, that's me.