...but that was the thing about reality. It didn't need to make sense.

Just once, I want to meet the villain in a cheerful, brightly lit room. Possibly one with kittens.

Nothing is impossible to kill. It's just that sometimes after you kill something you have to keep shooting it until it stops moving

Some people live where they work. Others just visit.​

Dramatic exits are the last refuge of the infantile personality

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

Any good Irwin can make going to the corner store for a candy bar and a Coke lood death defying and suicidal.