All I need is a badly mangled, irate sentence stalking me.

Good and evil are merely opposite sides of a coin. Get tossed in the air enough, it's easy to come down on the wrong side.

I'm not the hero, Mac. Never have been. Never will be. Let us be perfectly clear: I'm not the antihero, either, so quit waiting to discover my hidden potential. There's nothing to redeem me.

I began peering into the corners of the room, making sure all the shadows were cast by objects and obeying known laws of physics.

We were watching Barrons. Why were you watching Barrons? Barrons needs watching.

What are you? A man with a rope? Ha-ha.

Feelings, emotions - they are neither right nor wrong. They cannot be assigned a value. Feelings *are*. By labeling a feeling wrong, you force yourself to ignore that feeling. And what you most need is to feel it, let it burn through you, then get on with life.