Life is fair. We all get the same nine-month shake in the box, and then the dice roll. Some people get a run of sevens. Some people, unfortunately, get snake-eyes. Its just how the world is.

Why does she have to be such a...such a...""Go on," I said. "The truth is never cussing, Son.""Such a bitch!

Twas something else. I had come to hate her, you see. I had come to wish her dead, and that was what held me back.

He supposed that even in Hell, people got an occasional sip of water, if only so they could appreciate the full horror of unrequited thirst when it set in again.

Sometimes the only thing to do is to take the thing that you must have. Even if someone gets hurt.