Privacy is a wonderful thing. Like love, privacy is most manifest in its absence.
The Painting is not shit,' said Lucien.'I know,' said Henri. 'That was just part of the subterfuge. I am of royal lineage; subterfuge is one of the many talents we carry in our blood, along with guile...
People, generally, suck.
The dull always seek to be clever at the fool's expense, to somehow repay him for his cutting wit, but never are they clever, and often they are cruel.
The entire city of Las Vegas—plastic opulence, treasure for the taking, vulgar towers, and cocktail waitresses with improbable breasts—is built on the self-delusion of the Beta Male.
Only by being prepared for your death can you ever truly live.
The funeral was held at St. Mary's Catherdral of San Francisco, which has the distinction of being the only church in the world designed after a washing-machine agitator.
Okey dokey, fire up the blender, let's make a furry-flurry smoothie out of that squirrel!
Oh, we are but soft and squishy bags of mortality rolling in a bin of sharp circumstance, leaking life until we collapse, flaccid, into our own despair..
The only way to control the faithful is to not become one of them
Nobody likes a dead whore.
No. Trust me, you have to leave me now so you won't later. I'll see you again.
No era tanto que las manecillas del tiempo se hubieran detenido allí, sino más bien como si se hubieran levantado, exasperadas, y el reloj hubiera exclamado: ¡Venga, coño! Yo me largo de aquí.
The world is led by Alpha Males, but the machinery of the world turns on the bearings of the Beta Male.
Their names are Death, Disease, War, and Sparkle-Darkle Glitter-tits, Sophie said. They’re the four little ponies of the Apocalypse.
Theophilus Crowe wrote bad free-verse poetry and played a jimbai drum while sitting on a rock by the ocean. He could play sixteen chords on the guitar and knew five Bob Dylan songs all the way through...
My experience weighs on me far more than my years show.
And I’m all, Do you want to get coffee? I have a bag of blood and ten thousand dollars in my messenger. The nosferatu can totally drink lattes as long as they put some blood in it, unless they’re lact...
Mr. Fresh sat down on the stool behind the counter and stared into the eyes of the cardboard cutout of Cher, hoping to find answers there. But the bitch was holding out.
Y’all got to love something. Y’all got to hate something. Y’all got to want something. Pissing on other people’s passion ’cause you trying to be cool just make you a coward—a
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