there's nothing in the human heart or mind, no place no matter how twisted or secret, that can't be endured - if you have someone to share it with.

And I'm a pair of pants with a hole scorched through the ass?

You become uneasy with people in direct proportion to how many lies you have to keep track of in their presence.

honesty is hard work.

Time didn't pass; it tailgated.

...I know good design when I fail to trip over it.

We did make use, from time to time, of candles, neckties, scarves, shoelaces, a little water-color paintbrush, her hairbrush, butter, whipped cream, strawberry jam, Johnson’s Baby Oil, my Swedish hand vibrator, a fascinating bead necklace she had, miscellaneous common household items, and every molecule of flesh that was exposed to air or could be located with strenuous search.