Behold the power of the truth. When people see its shadow on the wall, they don't want to take the time to look away.

...If there’s a God, there are plenty of people who know where he is.” I shrugged, still watching the sky. ... “I just want to know that he’s there, so that I can die knowing there’s going to be someone I can punch in the mouth on the other end.

...although I had to admit a certain affection for the Mattel booth advertising Urban Survival Barbie, now with her own Machete and blood testing unit.

Being a King sort of sucks," I said. Quentin wrinkled his nose, "So does your outfit." "Blood is in this season.

Etienne gave me lessons. Three of them. Then he said I was a menace and refused to teach me anything more for fear that I’d slice his head off.

I'm a decent sprinter and I can gun a motorcycle from zero to suicidal in less than ten seconds.

No one should be posing for duck-lipped selfies with the plaque of the dead. That wouldn't be right.