Domestic rabbits don't have the sense that God promised animal crackers.

All babies are incoherent, but they grow up. That is the principle difference between an infant and a poet.

I wonder which is worse-the death, not knowing what comes after, or the wedding, when you think you know, but you're wrong.

If it had taught them nothing else, twenty years of living past high school had taught them self-preservation. ... No one was going to risk putting his ego on the line; they would come prepared with dates, flattering clothes, and a well-rehearsed, carefully edited biography. They would all be kind to each other. High school was enough torture for one lifetime.

Nobody has time to write a book. Some people just do it anyhow.

Boondocks' is simply the Tagalog word for mountains.

Domestic rabbits don't have the sense that God promised animal crackers.