Fine, you do that, and you tell them that at the very first opportunity, I'm coming down there and killing all of them. Mass murder. And after they're all dead, I'm going to kick the bodies around, dance on top of them, and sing a happy song. No jury will convict me.

Some things in life are out of your control. You can make it a party or a tragedy.

Fine, you do that, and you tell them that at the very first opportunity, I'm coming down there and killing all of them. Mass murder. And after they're all dead, I'm going to kick the bodies around, dance on top of them, and sing a happy song. No jury will convict me.

I generally write a first draft that's pretty lean. Just get the story down.

Half full, half empty, what the hell difference does it make? If there's something in the damn glass, drink it.

She's in love, and that makes her strong. She'll need to be." "What makes you strong, Mia?" "Purpose. Love never worked for me.

Why would I kill someone I don't know, when I know so many people who irritate me, and havent't killed any of them?