Right now I’m having amnesia and déjà vu at the same time. I think I’ve forgotten this before.

This is only a record of broken and apparently unrelated memories, some of them as distinct and sequent as brilliant beads upon a thread, others remote and strange, having the character of crimson dreams with interspaces blank and black -- witch-fires glowing still and red in a great desolation.

Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time... I think I’ve forgotten this before.

I just got out of the hospital. I was in a speed reading accident. I hit a book mark and flew across the room.

If it’s zero degrees outside today and it’s supposed to be twice as cold tomorrow, how cold is it going to be?

When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.