Quotes About Kevin Wilson

His writing had become, like a stash of rare and troubling pornography, something that must be kept hidden, an obsession that other people would be mystified to discover.

This is weird, Madison. You want me to raise your husbands fire children.

Wonderful," Lucas Kizza exclaimed. "Wonderful," Buster repeated, just to hear what it sounded like coming out of his own mouth.

Your parents were right. They beat me by completely inverting my theory. Kids don't kill art. Art kills kids.