Funny thing about faith ... it goes a lot faster than it comes.

You're so very good at that. The temper, the scowl. You must drink shots of testosterone in your morning coffee.

Leandros's favorite place had turned out not to be vegetarian, but vegan, which was for people who preferred their suicide slow.

As I stood, I took in a last breath of spring-scented air, listened to the birdsong, and then saw a member of wildlife the conservationists hadn't planned on reviving in this place. A perv in a white shirt and polyester pants. A standard hide-in-the-bushes-and-whack-it perv. Fat and balding, it was as appealing as watching a giant marshmallow go at it.

Funny thing about faith ... it goes a lot faster than it comes.

People--stupid when they lived; potentially stupid when they died.

I raised another shot. "That sound you hear is the heads of moral conservatives spontaneously exploding in the distance.