Quotes from Carlton Mellick III

For three weeks, we slept in the same bed together. We never had sex. We never kissed. We never took off more clothes than our pants. We just dreamed together. The conversations were brief. We didn't go on any dates. We didn't get to know each other. It was just a sleeping arrangement. To her, I was just a stuffed animal with a heartbeat.

he]. . . hated God . . . actually, he just hated Christians . . . He never met God. Why should he care about somebody he never met?

My thinking-of-kitties smile!

Sad people are too sad to do anything but drink brandy and sleep all day.

I bet He's only sad for the part of me that belonged to Him.

But we were madly in love! I didn't even consider leaving her because of her ghost vagina. She meant everything to me. I loved her this >< much! (That means infinitely).

Stacy just watches her body in amazement as the hand clutches onto her leg and pulls. Another hand emerges and grabs her other thigh, trying to pull itself out of there.

Unfortunately, her degrees in Philosophy, History, Russian, Anthropology, Psychology, and Humanities were useless in the job market

Everything is possible and everything is easy, if you put your mind to it.

a place where children did not write and read was a woeful place, indeed.

Stephanie's vaginal teeth scrape against him as she makes love to him. Kevin cringes as she presses her messy head wound against his cheek. He doesn't enjoy the sex. It feels like he's getting a really bad blowjob from a girl with big teeth and a small mouth.

The reason why people think stereotypes exist is because they don't take the time to get to know each other and jump to conclusions about a person's personality out of laziness.

I see her body as an arousing work of architecture. A sky-scraping building that I wouldn't mind laying over a mountain to inject my whale-sized shank through its front entrance, knocking the doorman out of the way and flooding the lobby once I am finished with her.

I've taken to talking to the ground as if it is Stacy. I tell her how happy I am to still be with her, even though we can't see each other. I'm sure she feels the same way, comforting her lonely nights by knowing that I am still inside her, thinking about her. After my voice starts to get scratchy, I just speak to her in my head.

Now that the day is repeating, I have no idea what to do with myself," Lyle says. "I can't finish the book I've been working on for the past five months. Every time I go to sleep, the words I write disappear. It's frustrating as hell. The only books I'll ever write are the ones that are already finished. Anything I do from now on won't last.

She's the best person in the world to be around when she's happy.

People have always said, "Life sucks, and then you die," but Wesley never wanted to believe that. He wanted to believe that life was what you made it. He wanted to believe that anything was possible. But reality was a bitch that he was only beginning to understand.

I know you think your publishing work is incredibly important, but it's really not significant in the grand scheme of things. Nothing is more important than having children. There's absolutely nothing that a parent shouldn't be willing to sacrifice for their sake." She wiped a tear away from her eye. "Even if you have to give up your own life.

Me: What has happened to other civilizations? Oldman/Child: The Earth wanted them all dead. Me: What have we done? Oldman/Child: You have become parasites.

Me: What will the Earth eat now that the humans are gone? Themroc: The Earth must become vegetarian.

It would definitely be death to my social life. And life is worthless without a social life.

I couldn't possibly be a good husband and father unless I had a job." "Then why not get a job?" "Nobody would ever hire me. I've tried. I'm unemployable.