He always had a problem with the purity of others. Never his own.
Give in to your passions and they will lead you to the most preposterous conclusions—passions make a fool of reason.
Every guy can basically be boiled down to what he wants and what he’s afraid of.
Enchantment and seduction were fine means of persuasion, but when time is short, an awkward but quick concussion could better serve a girl's purpose.
Earth was totally unprepared for an enemy made of meat.
Confucius is like the Torah, rules to follow. And Lao-Tzu is even more conservative, saying that if you do nothing you won't break any rules. You have to let tradition fall sometime, you have to take...
Come with us, I said, and we will make you oarlock makers of men. What? said Joshua. That’s what they were doing when we came up. Making an oarlock. Now you see how stupid that sounds? It’s not the sa...
Cofishes-other fish in a group, coworkers, cohorts, etc. Shut up, it's a word.
Chet looked like a big-eyed, potbellied, protohuman in fur-lined, duct-tape space boots - the feline love child of Gollum and Dobby the house-elf.
Blue is beauty, not truth. True blue is a ruse, a rhyme; it’s there, then it’s not. Blue is a deeply sneaky color. Even deep blue is shallow. Blue is glory and power, a wave, a particle, a vibration,...
Blessed are the dumbfucks.
And there were hundreds of singular events experienced by individuals: creatures moving in the shadows, voices and screams from the sewer grates, milk souring, cats scratching owners, dogs howling, an...
And I'll have you know that if you hurt my son again, if he so much as sighs sadly over his coffee, I will hire a man, a Russian, probably, to hunt you down and rip all that shiny black hair from your...
And I was all, Don't be gross, you crustacious fuck. You pull that thing out and I'll pepper-spray you until you fry. (You have to be stern with weenie waggers--I've been exposed to on the bus over se...
An artist can't let madness stop him from making art, he simply has to channel it.
All women are the same; a man needs to simply find his ideal and marry her to have all the women in the world.
Alive, Kimi interrupted. I get you out of typhoon alive and you just yell and say bad things. I quit. You get new navigator. Roberto say you mean, nasty, Chevy-driving, milk-drinking, American dog f*c...
Ack! Parables. I hate parables.
A wall is the defense of a country that values inaction. But a wall imprisons the people of a country as much as it protects them.
A man attacked me, choked me, bit my neck, burned my hand, then stuffed my shirt full of money and put a dumpster on me and now I can see heat and hear fog. I’ve won Satan’s lottery.