He found himself still with too many questions and not enough answers.

We never cease wanting what we want, whether it's good for us or not.

They were nice enough people and all, but there wasn't much love in them. Because they were too busy being afraid. Love didn't grow very well in a place where there was only fear, just as plants didn't grow very well in a place where it was always dark.

Like some dogs: kick them once and they never trust you again, no matter how nice you are to them.

Do you happen to have another Condom? I think I've discovered the cure for headaches.

Superhero movies and comic books teach a lesson that runs directly counter to the culture-of-violence idea: guns are for bad guys too cowardly to fight like men.

The act of writing itself is done in secret, like masturbation.