Come on back and we'll see if you remember the simplest thing of all: how it is to be children$$$ secure in belief and thus afraid of the dark.

When it came to the dark fuckery of the human heart$$$ there seemed to be no limit.

If you wrote something for which someone sent you a check$$$ if you cashed the check and it didn't bounce$$$ and if you then paid the light bill with the money$$$ I consider you talented.

Writing is a lonely job. Having someone who believes in you makes a lot of difference. They don't have to makes speeches. Just believing is usually enough.

Eddie discovered one of his childhood's great truths. Grownups are the real monsters$$$ he thought.

I don't like people. They fuck me up.

As a species we're fundamentally insane. Put more than two of us in a room$$$ we pick sides and start dreaming up reasons to kill one another. Why do you think we invented politics and religion?

The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want for nothing. He makes me lie down in the green pastures. He greases up my head with oil. He gives me kung-fu in the face of my enemies. Amen.

The trick is to teach yourself to read in small sips as well as long swallows.

There came a time when you realized that moving on was pointless. That you took yourself with you wherever you went.