I suppose I am a snob. I loathe towns. I loathe townspeople. They have small minds and giant backsides. Which is to say, what they lack in interiors they make up in posteriors.

the wheel of fate crushes us all

No, I'm too busy trying to deflect your Power of Stupidity. But I don't think I'm strong enough.

Maybe Ridley was like chicken pox; you could only catch it once.

It was pretty obvious Lena wanted to be asked. Another mysterious thing about girls- they want to be asked to stuff even if they don't want to go.

Lies, lies are the place where darkness grows.

I needed to touch her, like I needed to breathe.