Parts of the plan were unplanned. That’s the plan. I mean, you don’t want to overplan a plan.
Marriage is like sharing a root beer float, or agreeing to be the back half of a horse costume. Even when it’s happening onstage, you should only do it with the people you love.
In a world too often governed by corruption and arrogance, it can be difficult to stay true to one’s literary and philosophical principles.
If you are interested in stories with happy endings, then you would be better off somewhere else. In this story, not only is there no happy ending, there is no happy beginning, and very few happy things in the middle.
I may have a handsome and youthful glow, but I wasn’t born yesterday.
This baby doesn’t stop complaining, no matter how many times I pinch her.[about Sunny]
There’s no word to describe the feeling of waking up and knowing instantly that something is terribly wrong.
Scram, police! Wait, wait! That’s us. Right.
Please, come in, and mind you wipe your feet on the mat so you don’t track in any mud. And don’t forget your enormous fortune!
It’s time. Let’s lose our first patient.
I guess those who can’t do, teach.
Does this seem like a nightmare? A bad dream? Because that’s the effect I was going for.
