The key to a happy life is to have accomplishments to be proud of and purpose to look forward to, and at the moment I had both. How wonderful it was ….

I don't know if you have noticed this, but it is quite possible for two human beings to have a conversation in which one or both parties involved has….

I did not like this feeling of having feelings..

I thought about the nice clothes that I always wore. Well of course I did. I took pride in being the best dressed monster in Dade County..

...being torn apart by far too many loyalties that could not possibly live together in the same brain..

Really now: If you can't get me my newspaper on time, how can you expect me to refrain from killing people?.

It was almost enough to make me feel emotion..

And once again I found myself wondering, as I drifted off to stunned and unbelieving sleep:How do these terrible things always happen to me?.

Life's only obligation, afterall, was to be interesting..

It was such an unexpected and genuine smile that if I only had a soul I'm sure I would have felt quite guilty..

We can't always do what we think we have to do. So when there's nothing else you can do, you wait... No matter what... pressure... you might feel..

But as I have noticed on more than one occaision, life itself is unfair, and there is no complaint department, so we might as well accept things the ….

She really did like me, the idiot..

Anybody can be charming if they don't mind faking it, saying all the stupid, obvious, nauseating things that a conscience keeps most people from sayi….

Dying makes everyone weaker, subject to painful insight, and not always insight into any kind of special truth - it's just the approaching end that m….

It was clear to me that it wouldn't matter what I did - they would never truly appreciate me or learn what I had to offer. They were far beyond fickl….

I often find myself in situations where it seems to me like everyone else has read the instruction book.

No big deal. We all have blood in us, the trick is keeping it inside..

Nothing in life is fair. Fair is a dirty word and I'll thank you not to use that language around me..

...she opened the door very slowly and carefully, half hiding behind it, as if badly frightened of what might be waiting for her on the other side. A….

Weren't we all crazy in our sleep? What was sleep, after all, but the process by which we dumped our insanity into a dark subconscious pit and came o….