There was once a strange, small man. He decided three important details about his life: 1. He would part his hair from the opposite side to everyone else. 2. He would make himself a small, strange mustache. 3. He would one day rule the world. ...Yes, the Fuhrer decided that he would rule the world with words.

She was a girl with a mountain to climb.

You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue.

When I was growing up, I wanted to be a house painter like my father, but I was always screwing up when I went to work with him. I had a talent for knocking over paint and painting myself into corners. I also realized fairly quickly that painting bored me.

How'd it feel?" Rube asked himself. "I don't know exactly, but it made me want to howl.

Shadows of cloud lurked in the water, like holes the sun forgot about.

Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.