Nothing lasts forever. That's the tragedy and the miracle of existence - that everything is impermanent. Everything changes. All we can do is make the best of the time we have. And go down shooting, naturally.

In my defense, the corpse was entirely unexpected.

There is nothing truer in this world than the love of a good dog.

My manners have always been the first thing to go when I get upset, and some people say that they stopped coming back a long time ago.​

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 guess in the end, it doesn’t matter what we wanted. What matters is what we chose to do with the things we had.

Well, that’s not something you see every day. Go tell your father that Grandma needs the grenades.