“Bastard hits harder than a fucking freight train."I just smiled. "I know.”
“Good God, woman. Hit the brakes on the freight train that is your mouth.”
“A baseball bat could not have hit me harder than that smile did. I was sixteen years old. In that time, how many thousands of smiles had been aimed at me? so why did this one feel like the first?”
“Hit it! You have to hit it harder than that. Electrons are timid little things but notional; you have to let them know who’s boss.”
“I feel compelled to say fuck you fuck you to those of you who have absolutely no regard for me as a person. You have raped me harder than you’ll ever know. So again I say fuck you although this phrase has totally lost its meaning. FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU.”
“So basically you're just a fucking train wreck?" she joked."I prefer conflicted," I corrected.”