There were millions of ways that the world could kill me.
Eat a third and drink a third and leave the remaining third of your stomach empty. Then, when you get angry, there will be sufficient room for your rage.
We cannot destroy kindred: Our chains stretch a little sometimes, but they never break.
This is the challenge of writing. You have to be very emotionally engaged in what you?re doing, or it comes out flat. You can?t fake your way through this.
We've got to get my friend to a hospital --"
History is more or less bunk.
Even the best of friends need time apart.