Which do you prefer, she says. Sex or Violence?I try to smile. What's the difference, really.

Disappear, she says. I love that word.

The digital sunset always looks better than the real thing, always. Because a sunset generated by the basic package of yellow sun and blue sky is unreliable. Today it may be stunning, hypnotic. Tomorrow it may be lifeless and dull, a white sky scorched with yellow. Tomorrow the sky will be velvet.

...men are much softer than women, more sentimental. They cry at the movies and pretend not to. The male of the species is weak. He doesn’t tolerate pain well.

I am so stupid, so easily fooled. It's really almost funny. If I could lift a finger I would gladly kill myself.