Don't bruise the Foo!

Life is an irritation.

People, generally, suck.

I've won Satan's lottery.

Blessed are the dumbfucks.

Compliment but do not covet.

Ack! Parables. I hate parables.

She laughed. My favorite music.

Angels are just pretty insects.

The medium obscured the message.

I fink I gots deaf on me willie.

One can't be free without action.

This Roberto. He no like the light.

Why understand when you can believe?

Sarcasm will make your tits fall off.

Routine feeds the illusion of safety.

You sure about this writer thing son?

Hope is merely another face of desire.

I love you above all things, even pie.

I think I'm what they call a never-was.

Science, you don't know, looks like magic.

He was a writer and words were his weapons.

You're going to break my heart, aren't you?

He has the attention span of a hummingbird.

Hope is bulletproof, truth just hard to hit

Not unlike the toaster, I control darkness.

So Now You're Death: Here's What You'll Need

Nothing evokes the prurient like puritanism.

Whistler,' Manet called. 'How's your mother?

Children see magic because they look for it.

It's like time travel only, you know, slower.

She's so small, yet she contains so much evil.

An adventure story is fear recalled in comfort.

Boredom can be a lethal thing on a small island.

Love needs room to grow. Like a rose. Or a tumor.

Moses should have said "Let my people go. Please."

What this movie needs is more brain eating zombies.

Anger is the spirits telling you that you are alive.

If you like what you're reading, I probably wrote it.

I can be most colorful and inventive when I am angry.

We Ask the Gods for Answers and They Give Us Questions

She's evil. Evil, evil, evil. I want to see her naked.

The prospect of change is a many-fanged beast, my dear.

How could you deal with a creature as devious as woman.

The value of the work we do is the value we give to it.

All killer whales are named Kevin. You knew that, right?

Blessed are the meek, for to them we shall say "attaboy".

I don't give a toss about being remembered after my death.

Oh, I get it," I said. "It's a parable. Cute. Let's go eat.

Only cops and vampires have to have an invitation to enter.

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