Personally, I like a chocolate-colored sky, dark, dark chocolate.

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

All my friends seem to be smart arses. Don't ask me why. Like many things, it is what it is.

I see Death as the part of us that knows all the time that we're going to die, reminding us to live properly.

She could smell the pages. She could almost taste the words as they stacked up around her.

When a person's last response was Saumensch or Saukerl or Arschloch, you knew you had them beaten.

If I ever leave this place- I'll make sure I'm better HERE first.