Sometimes my own darkness scares me.

Denial. It’s the only thing that keeps most of us from losing our sanity.

But it turned out life was more like the kind of song the Stones wrote: you didn't get any satisfaction, you took one hit to the body after another, if you were a woman you were a bitch who belonged under someone's thumb, and if you wanted mother's little helper from your dear doctor you better have the silver, take it or leave it, and don't come crying for sympathy, that was just for the devil.

Sometimes, even pretty simple situations can become tough, when the thing you love the most and the thing you have to sacrifice is the same.

As sure as water's wet and days are long and a friend will always disappoint you in the end.

Underneath, he was a good cat. Loyal and loving. But no one ever bothered to look past his rough exterior, because in reality, looks meant more than everyone wanted to admit.