In the middle of nowhere, along a quiet stretch of road, the diner dreamt of the hungry dead. And of two men.

Reality is like a fruitcake; pretty enough to look at but with all sorts of nasty things lurking just beneath the surface.

Those who write are writers. Those who wait are waiters.

It was one thing to hide away from the world. It was quite another to discover the world didn't miss you when you were gone.

Because life is complicated and difficult. Anyone who says otherwise hasn't truly lived.

Death should take more care with his paperwork.

He gives me the hairy eyeball, and asks me to help him find his pancreas.

All coincidences are Odd. That's what makes them coincidences.

The wisest man knows he know nothing.

Terrible errors are rarely made all at once. Usually they are performed one small misstep at a time.

A place that proves if you get enough talented people in a room, one or two are bound to offer some helpful advice. Kind if like monkeys with typewriters.

Search deep within your soul, you will find strength.

I gotta go but... I miss you. That's all.""I miss you too", I say hugging my body tightly with the sleeves of his shirt.This... Is falling.

The future is listening you, so be aware of what are you are repeating in your mind.

Every time you practice a weakness, you feed it. And the things you feed grow in your life

It's not a problem. In four or five days I will be beautiful once again.

Football and gambling - two great American addictions working together. What could possibly go wrong?

I'm very happy and being raised Catholic I assume it will end tomorrow. The rug will be pulled out from under me and someone will say, now go to your real job, shoveling poop somewhere.

Returning to the source is stillness. It is returning to one's fate. Returning to one's fate is eternal.

The unexamined life is not worth living for a human being.

Maggie, we're through with lies and liars in this house. Lock the door.