I've seen that mixture of resignation and hopelessness before; its usually in my mirror.

Alive or dead, the truth won't rest. Rise up while you can.

Past experience told me he could smell my fear; it also told me that the anger accompanying it would pretty much cover the scent. It's good to know how to compensate for your own weaknesses.​

I honestly have no idea what's going on anymore. I just need to find something I can hit. (Shaun Mason)

Nothing says "deeply in mourning" like canapés and free beer.

Things it is not polite to discuss at the dinner table: politics, religion, and the walking dead.

That’s where the dreams end: with the realization that it doesn’t matter where I am, whether I think I’m a woman or a fish or something in-between. I’ve never really left the pond. I still can’t breathe.