“Today will be joyous, for the beauty slamming against my face is unwilling to be ignored.”
“Oh ignorant youth, the world is not a joyous place.”
“Being ignorant is not so much a shame, as being unwilling to learn.”
“You gonna stand in my backyard and ignore me to my face?”
“Ignore me. I don’t want to talk about my nonexistent love life today.”
“I called it a nine because I was saving my ten. And here it was, the great and terrible ten, slamming me again and again as I lay still and alone in my bed staring at the ceiling, the waves tossing me against the rocks then pulling me back out to sea so they could launch me again into the jagged face of the cliff, leaving me floating face up on the water, undrowned.”