The snow may be falling in the winter of my discontent, but at least I've got sarcastic company.

“The sky is like a monochromatic contemporay painting, drawing me in its illusio…”

“Thank luck and DNA.”

“Was there time for her life to flash before her eyes? Was I there?”

“He did not believe in having a sock drawer or a T-shirtdrawer. He believed that…”