My love is made out of three things: the dawn, the sunrise, and redundancy. I poured you two glasses, which can easily and efficiently be drunk out of one cup.

“Night—it’s the only thing that will cover up one of my black moods. Good thing …”

“Some people say—not to my face, mind you—that I’m a cowardly son of a bitch. An…”

“I couldn’t believe she was half dressed. How dare she only be half naked in my …”

“I think I have a strange thing growing out of my neck that causes me to think t…”