A beginning is the end of something, always.

Your diet must be about fifty-fifty, carrots and locoweed," Annie said softly.
He froze.
"I can't figure out what in the name of God's labia majora you think you're doing...but I'm impressed by how well you're doing it in the dark. You must have eyes like a cat.

Erotica is pornography I am willing to publicly admit I like.

Sometimes I think I must have a Guardian Idiot. A little invisible spirit just behind my shoulder, looking out for me...only he's an imbecile.

Time didn't pass; it tailgated.

Never attribute to malice, that which can be reasonably explained by stupidity.