There are women named Faith, Hope, Joy, and Prudence. Why not Despair, Guilt, Rage, and Grief? It seems only right. 'Tom, I'd like you to meet the girl of my dreams, Tragedy.' These days, Trajedi.

So, have a little fun. Soon enough you'll be dead and burning in Hell with the rest of your family.

There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.

I went through the usual stages: imp, rascal, scalawag, whippersnapper. And, of course, after that it's just a small step to full-blown sociopath.

I was a hip kid. When I saw Bambi it was the midnight show.

And although I broke a lot of laws as a teenager, I straightened out immediately upon turning eighteen, when I realized the state had a legal right to execute me.

If the shoe fits, buy another one just like it.

I'm happy to tell you there is very little in this world that I believe in.

I can remember staring at the orphanage and feeling envy.

Because we were a poor area, the school had a small budget and was unable to teach the second half of the alphabet.

Once you leave out all the bullshit they teach you in school, life gets really simple.

Big don't mean ugly, and thin sho don't mean pretty. If a person wants to be pretty, they gotta walk pretty, talk pretty and act pretty. Can't nobody take pretty from you.

She wished him at her side this very moment. If only to turn it all to rights by doing his very best to turn it all to ruin.

I am not good at deception, ' said Tuesday gloomily, flushing.Right, my boy, right, ' said the President with a ponderous heartiness, 'You aren't good at anything.

The man who cannot laugh is not only fit for treasons strategems and spoils but his whole life is already a treason and a stratagem.

I think journalism gets measured by the quality of information it presents, not the drama or the pyrotechnics associated with us.

When mundane, lowly activities are at stake, too much insight is detrimental — far-sightedness errs in immediate concerns.

I had a friend in the neighborhood whose father had Playboy magazines, and we would go over and look at them. I remember cutting out pictures and hiding them in my room.

Too many people write books as a calling card.

I had a hard time publishing my books in the beginning of my career, because editors were afraid what people would think of THEM, personally, if their name was associated with me

Pain is a new room in your house.