“Whatever you do, in the privacy of your own rain shower, is your own business”
“A dog comes to you and lives with you in your own house, but you do not therefore own her, as you do not own the rain, or the trees, or the laws which pertain to them”
“Why don't you mind your own fucking business?" I snapped. "If I want to take my sister to my place of business, that's my own damned business and not any of your business." Was I overusing the word business? Fuck it. "So mind your own business.”
“The only way to write is well and how you do it is your own damn business.”
“If privacy had a gravestone it might read: 'Don't Worry. This Was for Your Own Good.”
“Maybe you should mind your own business.''You are my business. My job. You are what I do.' I whipped around to face him. 'Well if I'm your job, your fired. You creep me out.”