Always be wary of any helpful item that weighs less than its operating manual.
In theory it was, around now, Literature. Susan hated Literature. She'd much prefer to read a good book.
I thought unicorns were more . . . Fluffy.
Iโve seen excitement, and Iโve seen boredom. And boredom was best.
She'd stopped reading the kind of women's magazine that talked about romance and knitting and started reading the kind of women's magazine that talked about orgasms, but apart from making a mental note to have one if ever the occasion presented itsel
I believe in reincarnation,โ [Bjorn] said. I KNOW. โI tried to live a good life. Does that help?โ THATโS NOT UP TO ME. Death coughed. OF COURSE... SINCE YOU BELIEVE IN REINCARNATION... YOUโLL BE BJORN AGAIN.