I felt like it needed some color down there, so I painted the walls with the motherfucker.

He paused, twisting his goatee, considering the law in Deuteronomy that forbade clothes with mixed fibers. A problematic bit of Scripture. A matter that required thought. "Only the devil wants man to have a wide range of lightweight and comfortable styles to choose from," he murmured at last, trying out a new proverb. "Although there may be no forgiveness for polyester. On this one matter, Satan and the Lord are in agreement.

Gold don't come off. What's good stays good no matter how much of a beating it takes.

Don't ever have children, Tyler, unless you're ready to be afraid everyday for the rest of your life.

It bewildered Ig, the idea that a person could not be interested in music. It was like not being interested in happiness.

I want you to remember what was good in me, not what was most awful. The people you love should be allowed to keep their worst to themselves.

The mad sometimes drilled holes in their own heads to let the demons out. To relieve the pressure of thoughts they could no longer bear. Jude understood the impulse. Each beat of his heart was a fresh and staggering blow felt in the nerves behind his eyes and in his temples. Punishing evidence of life.