Pain hurts, just as greed intoxicates and lust burns.

“I’m dead. I’ve missed you. Kiss … ?”

“It was not pitch-black. It was the kind of cloudy night where the clouds seem t…”

“They become more personable as you head south, the people. You sit in a diner a…”

“you do your own time in prison. You don't do anyone else's time for them.”