They walked through the rainy dark like gaunt ghosts, and Garraty didn't like to look at them. They were the walking dead.

It's only a little secret, but having a secret makes me feel better. Like a human being again.

I love music, and I can play a little. But anyone can see the difference between someone who's talented and someone that's not.

Did-a-chick? Dum-a-chum? Dad-a-cham? Ded-a-chek?

Sarcastic people tend to be marshmallows underneath the armor

Even the company of the mad was better than the company of the dead.

I identify with the characters very closely. At the same time that I`m outside, writing, I`m also inside, experiencing, and it can be very unsettling.