Why not the Bahamas? Or the Corn Palace?

Ah, well,ʺ said Abe, idly studying his fingertips. ʺI have it on good authority thereʹs going to be a new ‘gateʹ opening up soon over on the south side of the wall." The truth dawned on me. ʺOh lord. Youʹre the one whoʹs been doling out C4.ʺ ʺYou make it sound so easy,ʺ he said with a frown. ʺThat stuffʹs hard to get a hold of.

The ghost of a smile flickered across his lips. ‘You’re always the voice of reason. Just try listening to yourself once in a while.

I know how devastated you must be to miss me, but leave a message, and I'll try to ease your agony

God might work on mysterious ways, but hell worked on efficient ones.

And I thought the whole point of my education was that violence IS the answer.

Having your own, um, cave at eighteen is pretty cool.