I think if you went back to the eighteenth century and you asked a fifteen year old boy, 'Would you like to marry a woman who has had plastic bags needlessly inserted into her breasts?', that fifteen year old boy would probably be like, 'what's plastic?'.

That's why I like you. Do you realize how rare it is to come across a hot girl who creates a adjectival version of the word pedophile? You are so busy being you that you have no idea how utterly unprecedented you are.

Colder by the hour, more dead with every breath.

I don’t know a perfect person. I only know flawed people who are still worth loving.

The real heroes anyway aren't the people doing things; the real heroes are the people NOTICING things, paying attention.

It was kind of a beautiful day, finally real summer in Indianapolis, warm and humid - the kind of weather that reminds you after a long winter that while the world wasn't built for humans, we were built for the world.

God will punish the wicked. And before He does, we will.