From the ages of 8-18, me and my family moved around a lot. Mostly we would just stretch, but occasionally one of us would actually get up to go to the fridge.
The only gift I have to give, is the ability to receive. If giving is a gift, and it surely is, then my gift to you is to allow you to give to me.
If love had feathers and tasted like dog food, then I suggest you wear shoes with your banana pudding. (This statement also defines my political beliefs).
Don't try to hog loneliness and keep it all to yourself. Share it with a special someone.
I wouldn't say I'm superficial, just averagely ficial.
Ash is going to kick your ass, Daemon.
Now it was just the three of us: the leader, the warrior, and the kid about to wet his pants. Guess who I was.
I hate fake people. You know what I'm talking about. Mannequins.
Be what you would seem to be - or, if you'd like it put more simply - never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise.
I've always felt that the best place to hide a body is in the trunk of a cop car, with a note affixed to the body that reads, I'm sorry.
I want to write the Boston Marathon of run-on sentences. And since it'll be so long, I'll replace all the commas with the word Gatorade, to help push people through it.
Stairs, are they going up or are they going down? They're so confusing! If love were a physical thing, it would be stairs.
Like Alexander the Great and Caesar, I'm out to conquer the world. But first I have to stop at Walmart and pick up some supplies.
Daemon pressed his forehead against mine. Oh, I still want to strangle you. But I'm insane. You're crazy. Maybe that's why. We just make crazy together.
You gotta be careful: don't say a word to nobody about nothing anytime ever.
When I saw you, I saw love. When I saw you naked, I saw lust. When I saw you with my clone in a dream, I saw the future.
In the land of Gibberish, the man who makes sense, the man who speaks clearly, clearly speaks nonsense.
I'm bad and I'm going to hell, and I don't care. I'd rather be in hell than anywhere where you are.
He had a new girl, and I told him she looked like Marilyn Monroe. He smiled because he thought I meant she was beautiful, and I smiled because I meant she looked like a corpse.
A stationary bike is a device that epitomizes the phrase hurry up and wait.