“Well, I guess they aren't gay anymore, Liz," Susan said loudly from the direction of the kitchen doorway.Liz started snickering next to her. "I always knew they were full of shit.”

“I knew from the start that I loved her and knew, as well, that I would never fall back from that love, never try, never want to.”

“But vegetarians can eat this...Because intestines aren't even meat, Liz. They're just shit.”

“I finally said it. The actual words, out loud, to her face. It was a relief, not carrying it around anymore, and it was a rush, actually telling her. I was in an elated sort of daze, on a high. She loved me. I didn’t need to hear her say it out loud, I knew it innately in the way she looked at me just then.Conrad Fisher”

“Grief, as I read somewhere once, is a lazy Susan. One day it is heavy and underwater, and the next day it spins and stops at loud and rageful, and the next day at wounded keening, and the next day numbness, silence.”

“Shit. Dean and I had gone from workout buddies to acting like a bunch of overanalysing pussies. Next thing you knew, we’d start having our periods at the same time.”