Maybe loneliness is an acquired taste, or maybe it’s like plunging your hand in ice water – it hurts like hell in the beginning, and then you go numb.

I couldn’t wait,” he said. “Not even one more Mississippi.

You’ve got to pick your battles, Pen, but then fight to the death for the ones that matter.

Brighton I-don’t-know-your-middle-name Waterford, are you asking me to strip?

Brighton I-don't-know-your-middle-name Waterford, are you asking me to strip?

Nice is for people we forget.

You've got to pick your battles, Pen, but then fight to the death for the ones that matter.

Maybe loneliness is an acquired taste, or maybe it's like plunging your hand in ice water--it hurts like hell in the beginning, and then you go numb.