Utterly Bleak And Black Is Not The

You Should Have Fallen In Love With A Happy Man, If You Wanted Happiness. But No, You Had To Fall For The Breathtaking Beauty Of Pain.

Growing Up, I Have Discovered Over Time, Is Rather Like Housework: Never Finished.

Bleeding Ulcers Run In My Family, We Give Them To Each Other.

The Real Unforgivable Acts Are Committed By Calm Men In Beautiful Green Silk Rooms, Who Deal Death Wholesale, By The Shipload, Without Lust, Without Anger, Or Desire, Or Any Redeeming Emotion To Excuse Them But Cold Fear Of Some Pretended Future. But The Crimes They Hope To Prevent In That Future Are Imaginary. The Ones They Commit In The Present - They Are Real.

Think Of The Glory. Think Of Your Reputation. Think How Great It'll Look On Your Next Resume." On My Cenotaph, You Mean. Nobody Will Be Able To Collect Enough Of My Scattered Atoms To Bury. You Going To Cover My Funeral Expenses, Son?" Splendidly. Banners, Dancing Girls, And Enough Beer To Float Your Coffin To Valhalla." - Miles Coaxing Ky Tung To Agree To An Almost Suicidal Mission