Delicate petals Flow open to receive me Sweetest kiss of all Holy.

Well, I’m still not convinced you’re actually people, honey.” “I’m a superior mutation?” He seemed eager to embrace the possibility. “I was thinking more like an alien or a pod person. But sure.” “Superman was an alien. I could live with that.” I shrugged. “I always preferred Clark Kent.” He waggled his eyebrows at me. “I always suspected that Clark Kent was the real personality, and – ” “Superman was the disguise,” I chimed in. “Exactly. Lois was such a fool.

It was difficult to explain the concept of a party pooper to somebody who didn’t really get the concept of a party.

But one cannot avenge a death, not really. One can only try to honor the memory of the dead by furthering their life’s work to the best of one’s ability.

In the National Geographic movie of my twisted mind, the lion had just leaped on the gazelle, pinned it to the ground and mounted it from behind. Apparently, the devouring could wait. I should point out that these little flights of fancy on my part often involved extremely improbable animal pairings. I blamed cartoons.

Unfortunately, she discovered too late that her unwritten list of desirable attributes was missing a few crucial items. Empathy, for one. A willingness to change his own life plan in order to accommodate somebody else's goals, for another. A sense of humor that extended past joke telling, to encompass an appreciation of life's absurdities. And lastly, but possibly most important of all, a capacity for intimacy.

Two arguing geeks were stoppable. Three arguing geeks created an infinite argument vortex of doom that sucked time down like a black hole.

... he would apologize. He would say all the right things. But he just didn't get it. The next time, nothing would have changed.