Best 8 quotes of John Inman on MyQuotes

Danny squinted up at the sky and saw--nothing. No moon. No stars. Nothing. The heavens were buried in clouds. Big fat black ones. No wonder it felt like rain. One never really expects that in San Diego. Of course, one never really expects to find a serial killer chopping people up on the other side of their back fence either. The world was packed full of surprises. Sort of like a piñata.

Dear Clutch, I hope I see you again. Here's my number if you want to call. Thanks for last night. Your human is nice. ~D

Does your mother make you wear a straightjacket at home?” “Only when we’ve got company.” --Jason questioning Timmy

...for every story, a critic must step forward to either praise it or rip it to shreds. The process was inescapable...

It had occurred to Milo in a moment of morbid whimsy that authors work on the same principal as serial killers. The higher the body count, the more famous they become.

It was a nice name. It would look good on a tombstone.

Timmy put his head to the floor, nose to nose with Thumper. Thumper opened her eyes and gave the kid a lick. Timmy licked her back. “Don’t lick the dog,” I said. “She did it first.” “Yeah, but she cleans her butt with that tongue. Presumably, you don’t.” -Jason & 4yoa nephew Timmy

We are what we are. If you are different, it's because you are special. Don't let anyone tell you differently.