Richard wondered how the marquis managed to make being pushed around in a wheelchair look like a romantic and swashbuckling thing to do.

Diana used to tell me she had a travel jinx, something I only really started to believe when the plane door fell off.

I know that this is the internet, and we're all anonymous and all that, but really. It doesn't hurt to try to be nice.

America was, to them, the place that good people went to when they died. They were prepared to believe just about anything could happen in America.

There are only two worlds - your world, which is the real world, and other worlds, the fantasy. Worlds like this are worlds of the human imagination: their reality, or lack of reality, is not important. What is important is that they are there. these worlds provide an alternative. Provide an escape. Provide a threat. Provide a dream, and power; provide refuge, and pain. They give your world meaning. They do not exist; and thus they are all that matters.

In Hollywood, lying is something that people do like breathing.

This is not a place, after all. It is BETWEEN places. This is NOWHERE. A brief thought: I could stay here, abandon my quest, hang forever in the void, safe and cold and alone.