Freak the ferocious out.

People had an illogical, self-serving rationale when it came to interpreting the behavior of others.

You journalists bulldoze life's mysteries, ignorant of what you're so ruthlessly turning up.

It was what accidental deaths did to people, made everybody's sea floor irregular and uneven, causing tidal currents to collide, surge upward, thereby resulting in small yet volatile eddies churning at everybody's surface. (In the more dangerous cases, it created a lasting whirlpool in which the strongest swimmers could drown.)

I haven't always been a writer and I suppose I tiptoed around the idea of writing full time, because it's so isolating.

Dad's Theory of Arrogance--that everyone always assumes they're the Principal Character of Desire and/or Loathing in everybody else's Broadway Play.

Sadly, American teenagers are to a weightless vacuum as seat cushions are to polyurethane foam -