I’d been willing to kill for the people I loved for a very long time; now I had to start living for them.
I hate women who complain about being fat when they’re like a size 5. Anything under size 5 isn’t a woman. It’s a boy with breasts.
I’d never met coffee that wasn’t wonderful. It was just a matter of how wonderful it was.
Still it might be nice, once in a while, not to have to choose between evils. Just once, couldn’t I choose the lesser good?
My father had taught me to be nice first, because you can always be mean later, but once you’ve been mean to someone, they won’t believe the nice anymore. So be nice, be nice, until it’s time to stop being nice, then destroy them.
Love sucks. Sometimes it feels good. Sometimes it’s just another way to bleed.
Death, especially violent death, will turn the meanest bastard in the world into a nice guy. Why is that?
Death didn’t bother me much. Strong Christian and all that. Method of death did. Being eaten alive. One of my top three ways not to go out.
I used to think I knew what was right and what was wrong, and who the good guys are, and who the bad guys are. Then the world got very gray, and I didn’t know anything for a long time
The rule is that if they have a weapon and want to take you someplace else, it is so they can kill you slower–Peter
Regrets are about decisions that you know you should have done different.
It is a very natural human trait to destroy that which frightens us.
Patience is a virtue, but there comes a moment when you must stop being patient and take the day by the throat and shake it. If it fights back; fine. I’d rather end up bloody at the end of the day, then unhurt with no progress made, no knowledge gained. I’d rather have a no, then nothing. I’d forgotten that about myself.
Accidental sex. He made it sound like I fell down, and there just happened to be an erection in the way.