At that moment I had no mind to change, or not change, or throw against the nearest wall.
Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people, and finally I did on the open road.
We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore, except to make our lives into a work of art.
I used to believe that the world is a journey that takes you on a mystical ride across time. I don’t anymore.
Jesus is the seat belt of the roller coaster ride that doesn’t let me fall
Hello, Max,” he said quietly, searching my face. “How do you feel?”
Which was a ten on the “imbecilic question” scale of one to ten.
Why, I feel fine, Jeb,” I said brightly. “How about you?”
Any nausea? Headache?”
Yep. And it’s standing here talking to me.
You seem to be trying to ride a pony named Trouble all the way to the border.
Man, you weigh a freaking ton,” he told me. “What’ve you been eating, rocks?”
“Why, is your head missing some?” I croaked. His mouth almost quirked in a smile, and that’s when I knew how upset he’d been