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That’s right, there’s free beer in Irish paradise. Everyone’s jealous.
“But, look, it is good to have a dream so long as you do not let it gnaw at the substance of your present.
Making a good omelet is like living well: You have to pay attention to the process if you want to enjoy it.
The existence of the universe is living proof that shit happens. Now, pay attention.”
“Excellent!” Jesus beamed at him. “Now go and stake some vamps. Especially the sparkly emo ones.”
“And thank you in advance for making wise decisions in the future.”
For me, the times I always regret are missed opportunities to say farewell to good people, to wish them long life and say to them in all sincerity, “You build and do not destroy; you sow goodwill and reap it; smiles bloom in the wake of your passing, and I will keep your kindness in trust and share it as occasion arises, so that your life will be a quenching draught of calm in a land of drought and stress.”
“I think we got us a chariot race, boys.” I was proud of myself for staying so calm. What I wanted to do was scream, “GO! FUCKING GO, GO, GO!” But the three of us were all supposed to be badasses.
“ ‘Now bid me run, and I will strive with things impossible; yea, get the better of them,’
If we are to survive, we must each see into the windows of our comrades’ houses.
Wisdom eludes me yet, but foolishness I captured long ago and to this day it is my constant companion, though many people consider me wise.
“Thank you, Morrigan. This is very helpful,” I said, already feeling myself warming up. “And delivered to me entirely without pain.” The Morrigan sucker-punched me hard in the face, sending me sprawling in the snow and breaking my nose. “You spoke too soon and with entirely too much sarcasm,” she said. “We could have parted with a kiss. Remember that.
rule number one of committing naughty shit is that you don’t take ID with you.
May harmony find you,”
