“Yeah, it was sick and twisted, butthat’s reality, right? Escape is impossible, so why notembrace it?”
“He wasn't perfect, or even remotely close, for that matter, but, hey, neither was I. We were both pretty fucked up. Somehow, though, that made everything more exciting. Yeah, it was sick and twisted, but that's reality, right? Escape is impossible, so why not embrace it?”
“Oh yeah, just push the knife in further and twist, why doncha?!”
“People read to escape reality. I write to give them realities to escape to.”
“You sick, twisted monster," Sabrina seethed at Pinocchio.”
“Reality itself is too twisted.”