We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love.

Death is simple. Life is messy. Give me life, the more complicated the better.

I am looking for the novelists whose writing is an extension of their intellect rather than an extension of their neurosis.

The odor of frying bacon, sausage links, and ham tiptoed on little pig feet all the way to the north end of the second floor. Inevitably, the odor made her simultaneously ravenous and nauseated. She hated the sensation. It reminded her of pregnancy. Every Sunday morning, Leigh-Cheri awoke to a pan of fried fear.

Why procrastinate when you can precognitate?

Rap music... sounds like somebody feeding a rhyming dictionary to a popcorn popper.

Zippers are primal and modern at the very same time. On the one hand, your zipper is primitive and reptilian, on the other, mechanical and slick. A zipper is where the Industrial Revolution meets the Cobra Cult.