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“First the doctor told me the good news: I was going to have a disease named after me.”
― Steve Martin

“There is a sort of mental treason
That smothers dreams outside of reason”
― Mike Corbett, Laughter of the Damned

“Manners without sincerity, is called polite society”
― Josh Stern, And That’s Why I’m Single

“Cynicism is extremely contagious, and the most pious among us cannot long endure its potency. The gullible should be on their guard, however, since this endearing quality frequently masquerades as wit.”
― Mike Corbett

“...I tried to pretend that what we were enacting was nothing more than an intricate kind of handshake." ~Malcolm”
― Kathleen Maher, Diary of a Heretic

“No quality imparts apparent strength to its possessors more effectively than faith. From hospital beds to battlefields, it is the iron that strengthens a man to confront his destiny.”
― Mike Corbett, Laughter of the Damned

“Part of the torture of autism is that the future is so impossibly unsure. Your child might become a fully functioning member of society and appear no different than anyone else, even if he does have to look at mouths instead of eyes and can't stand to give his own kids a bath. Or, he might be so violent that he requires institutionalization... Either way, you're expected to work your ass off for it.”
― Jennifer Noonan, No Map to This Country

“Most people do not die, they cease to exist. In order to die, you first have to live. Signed: God”
― John R. Powers, The Unoriginal Sinner and the Ice-Cream God

“Do you know why deluded men crave virgins?' You repeat the punchline to one of Dad's stupid theories and rush to the punchline. 'Because a virgin can't know how bad in the bed you are.”
― Almeida maali

“The fact that our ears are invisible to us is a sure sign of the Creator's genius', says Doc Ranee.

'Or a sign that she hates us all,' says you.

Dr. Ranee shakes her head. She tells you the ears are karmic fingerprints and that your 'meat-cloak' is littered with clues to previous lives. The suliya on your head, the ratios of your toes, the patterns on your skin, the angles of your teeth, the bounce of your gait. There are reasons even the most journeyman of charm makers include hair or nails or teeth or blood in their huniyam curses.

You are dragged along towards the lift shaft. Moses holds his staff to the wind. He-Man glares as if daring you to run. The wind has grown to a gale and roars like a cornered beast. 'If you want answers,' shouts Dr Ranee over it. 'To find the "Whoever" behind it all. First find the "whoever" between your ears.'

You rise up through the shaft, amidst spirits floating in many directions. Floor after floor passes you by. If you were keeping track of the levels, you would count Forty-Two.

'It is difficult to know God's face. When you do not even know your own,' she says.”
― Almeida maali

“Being a ghost isn't that different to being a war photographer. Long periods of boredom interspersed with short bursts of terror. As action-packed as your post-death party has been, most of it is spent watching people staring at things. People stare a lot, break wind a lot, and touch their genitals much too much.

Most people think they are alone and, as usual, they are mistaken. At the very least, there are a hundred insects within spitting distance of you and a few trillion bacteria on everything you touch. And yes, some of them are watching you.

There will always be something hovering or passing through, though most things that hover and pass are as interested in you as you are in earthworms. There are at least five spirits wandering the space your in now. One may be reading over your shoulder.”
― Almeida maali

“I’m actually a big fan of Jesus. It’s his father I disdain. There’s definitely abuse going on in that household â€�”
― Casey Fisher, The Subtle Cause