Walter Lucas, you’re going to marry me. And you’re getting epically laid as soon as we get home.

It’s your eyes, I think. They promise something kind. Heaven help the world should you ever turn dark. You would send Satan himself scrambling.

Sometimes the ones we love are like butterflies, flitting all over, and we have to sit and wait patiently for them to land. Sometimes they never do, and that’s a risk we take. But sometimes...

Why do you stay with me?” he whispered. He wished he hadn’t said it once the words were out of of his mouth, wished he could pull them back, but Laurie didn’t seem fazed at...

There’s no magic ruler by which we’re all judged and weighed, not in this life. If you wait for someone to tell you it’s time to grow up, you’ll wait forever. Some people, quite happily,...

moments of something this good, this unexpected and off his usual path, they always dredged up old shit, like somehow happiness came with sorrow as its anchor.

He gave himself to them completely, with no guilt, no shame, no reservation, and in that surrender he found a quiet, shining pearl he had never known existed – himself. He was Sam. He was...

As he returned to the bed, he could see Vallant eyeing him warily, but he ignored this, sat on the opposite end and braced the pad on his knee. You think after all that, I...

It was a full Spears album, apparently, and each song was as ridiculous as the one before. They were catchy, yes, but so was the plague.

I can win anytime. Kevin’s going to go back to Burbank and tell everybody in his cubicle how he won at the Golden Nugget. Sometimes the pot isn’t the money.

Every book is a revolution. Books are our ticket out of boredom, despair, loneliness—but also ignorance.

He wanted to be loved and cherished, yes. But he also wanted to be fucked.

[His pain] wasn’t a punishment. It wasn’t a gift. It just was. His pain was his life. It wasn’t all his life was, not always.