The gun made a ripping sound like the opening of a zipper on the fly of God Almighty.

She broke my heart. I didn't like that much. But that was the price. In this world, you get what you pay for.

Give the reader at least one character he or she can root for.

Music is, to me, proof of the existence of God.

What is the purpose of life?...To be the eyes and ears and conscience of the Creator of the Universe, you fool!

I couldn't help wondering if that was what God put me on Earth for--to find out how much a man could take without breaking.

Tis better to have love and lust Than to let our apparatus rust.