« Barabas pulled Christopher out of the cage. The man stared up at him. “I died, didn’t I? Are you an angel?” “Sure,” Barabas said. “Follow me to the Heavenly Shower »

Now climb, young grasshopper, so your Kung Fu won't be weak.

Black hair, angelic face, and devil eyes.

Strawberry Shortcake called, she wants her outfit back

First rule of bodyguard detail: know where your 'body' is at all times.

If the sky could dream, it would dream of dragons.

The decorator of Las Colimas must have been a great admirer of both early Aztec and late Taco Bell architectural styles.

I'm welding the bimbo room shut.

She can tell you the height of the attacker from the trigonometry of the blood spatter, while I'm fuzzy on what trigonometry is.

I had forgotten that talking to you is like trying to pet a cactus." Saiman said dryly. "Thank you for reminding me." "Always happy to oblige.

Your headlights don't scare me.

Juliet is so beautiful, " Mr. Buckmaster agreed, "that her being a maid is a reflection on capitalism.

The solution is never at the level of the problem. The solution is always love, which is beyond problems.

Deep down I'm a lazy person in a constantly moving body.

I don't take crap from anyone, so that makes people think I'm rebellious. I'm not. I'm just not a pushover.

Quadratic reciprocity is the song of love in the land of prime numbers.

You know the Art Rule: Do something that entertains/interests YOU, if you're lucky it'll do the same for others.

His bark The daring mariner shall urge far o'er The Western wave, a smooth and level plain, Albeit the earth is fashioned like a wheel.

When he proposed he said, "We'll make such beautiful music together," but in this duet, his part seems to be all rests.

I've learned my feelings and thoughts are secondary to what needs to get done - that what matters is the next right action.

Make your melodies simple enough so that the average person can hum them.