Tell me, Eric,” he said, licking a droplet from the corner of his mouth. “Have you ever tasted blood?” My mouth was so dry I could barely find the voice to answer him. “What an odd question...” “But a valid one...
Girls are caterpillars while they live in the world, to be finally butterflies when the summer comes; but in the meantime there are grubs and larvae, don't you see - each with their peculiar propensities, necessities and structure.
There are attractive people in this world, and there's Mathew's son, Grey.
That's an applicable life less, my boy,' he'd said. 'Nobody is really paying attention to you. Most people don't really get this. They think they must count more to other people than other people count to them. They can't believe the disregard could ...
I have the shape of a human being and organs equivalent to those of a human being. My organs, in fact, are identical to some of those in a prosthetized human being. I have contributed artistically, literally, and scientifically to human culture as mu...
when you're not looking, somebody'll sneak up and write "Fuck you" right under your nose.
If you had a million years to do it in, you couldn't rub out even half the "Fuck you" signs in the world. It's impossible.
Citizen's arrest," he said. "Well, that, and Patch told me to.
Egad, I think the interpreter is the hardest to be understood of the two!
The photographer was lost for riposte, obvious though it should have been; instead he turned to run. At least his mind did. In fact, his mind had already scooted down the Broad Walk and was clambering over the railings at the end, whereas his body ha...
My dad had once told me, crimson-red deep in “the talk,” that with sons, all he had to worry about was one penis, but with a daughter, he had to worry about everyone else’s.
Momentarily forgetting how wind works, Lex tried spitting at him. This failed
A good friend will come and bail you out of jail, but a best friend will be sitting next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'!
Let me go!" She tore off a mirror and brandished it in his face. "I mean it! I don't want to go to your godforsaken hellbarn, you retarded psycho farmer!
People used to say obvious things ironically or as a form of understatement, but in the last few decades they seem to say it with a sense of discovery, and it worries me.
I'm pretty durable, but concrete and I have faced off before. While I didn't die, I wouldn't say I won, either.
I knew you’d be late,” Zane commented as Ty walked past him. “And I knew you’d still have that stick up your ass,” Ty responded with a shake of his head, not slowing as Zane spoke to him.
I couldn't stand here, hanging on, when the very thing I held disappeared more with each passing day.
The louder he talked of his honor, the faster we counted our spoons.
Now I existed solely thanks to the quantum paradox, my brain a collection of qubits in quantum superposition, encoding truths and memories, imagination and irrationality in opposing, contradictory states that existed and didn't exist, all at the same...
Is it not ignorance that we share? A lie takes two. The truth we find alone.
