“You're going to have to drive off the road and park behind thoses bushes," I instructed Vee.Vee leaned forward, peering into the darkness. "Is that a ditch between me and the bushes ?""It's not very deep. Trust me, we'll clear it.""Looks deep to me. This is a Neon we're talking about, not a Hummer.”

“According to all the experts, it's time for me to talk about what I'm going through... I can't. I'd need a new alphabet, one made of falling, of tectonic plates shifting, of the deep devouring dark.”

“im not a rapist okay, it just looked wierd having me crawl through bushes and looking like this”

“President Bush, have a hot dog with me.”

“Very soon the heavens presented an extraordinary appearance, for all the stars directly behind me were now deep red, while those directly ahead were violet. Rubies lay behind me, amethysts ahead of me.”

“What really alarms me about President Bush's 'War on Terrorism' is the grammar. How do you wage war on an abstract noun? How is 'Terrorism' going to surrender? It's well known, in philological circles, that it's very hard for abstract nouns to surrender.”