If you were going to be successful in the world of crime, you needed a reputation for honesty.
If there was anything that depressed him more than his own cynicism, it was that quite often it still wasn’t as cynical as real life.
If complete and utter chaos were lightning, then he’d be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armor and shouting “All gods are bastards”.
I commend my soul to any god that can find it.
Every intelligent being, whether it breathes or not, coughs nervously at some time in its life.
Coffee was only a way of stealing time that should by rights belong to your slightly older self.
