The sun is a flower, and it burns my goddamn nostrils like the scent of love, which I haven’t tasted since I put on my midnight-black blindfold. I’m just naturally romantic, I guess.

“I am the alligator of love. But I’d make better boots than a lover.”

“I think homeless people, like rainwater, are better off in street gutters, rath…”

“I’m not just a guy’s guy. I also have a mom.”

“I sat down to think. I didn’t want to drink my coffee, but I paid for it, so I …”