“…These days, I’m not sure it’s ever a good idea to leave anything important for tomorrow.”
I liked who I was when I was by his side,
…how the romance between a moth and a candle usually ended: with the moth spinning to its death, wings smoking.
“Rabbit mothers eat their own babies,” the Mazz said. “I found that out reading Watership Down.
“They’re not bad people, most of them. All they want is to be safe.” “Isn’t that always a permission slip for ugliness and cruelty? All they want is to be safe, and they don’t care who they have to destroy to stay that way.
He said the candy bar was awful and he needed another one to get the taste out of his mouth.