There's a Reason Cell Rhymes with Hell

“Oh shit, the mummy's after us, let's all walk a little faster”

“For men, I think, love is a thing formed of equal parts lust and astonishment. …”

“Dreams on waking were like empty cocoons of moths or the split-open husks of mi…”

“People with a high tolerance for boredom can get a lot of thinking done.”