Evolution, Me & Other Freaks of Nature

I'm proud to be a freak of nature.

Maybe if I had to boil it down to one easy sentence, it would be this: I believe in evolution, and I believe in God. I just haven't worked out the details yet.

Lying is for the weak-minded. If you can’t think of a truthful way to solve your problems, you’re not thinking hard enough.

Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord, but sometimes it's hard not to get a jump on it yourself.

It was colorful and elaborate—Kayla’s website, not the puke

Besides, dressing like I want to be invisible only makes me feel weak. I have to be strong. So if that means wearing cute boots and nice pants and a sweet blue shirt that looks especially good on me today for some reason if I do say so myself, then so be it.

So let me guess,” Casey said. “You have also failed to read Harry Potter.” I nodded. Casey collapsed against the nearest wall like he’d been shot. “Must...get...help...

Vex not thy spirit at the course of things, for they heed not thy vexation.

I think the only test in life should be, are you a nice person or a mean one?

Under that smiling exterior,” Casey said ominously as we took our seats, “lies the soul of a ruthless killer.