Beau, will you please watch the entrance for us?" "What should I do if I see anyone suspicious?" "Kick a car," Iain said. "Kick a car?" "To set off the alarm." "Gotcha," Beau said. "Good thinking.

Quiet people keep thier secrets to themselves. That's what makes them interesting...and usually worth the wait.

You big crybaby," I whispered into his ear. "Now you know why your mom warned you not to hit girls. Sometimes they hit back.

You’re never ready for the truth. No matter how much you think you know, it always takes you by surprise.

My faith is big enough to accept all of God's wonders.

I look for you in every life, but I don't always find you. And sometimes I find you too late.

When I grow up, I'd like to be dangerous.

I've been called many things. But I suppose 'the devil' is as good a name as any.

You in the back," said the principal. "Don't think you can hide. Tell me. What would you like to be?" "Dangerous," said the hidden girl, without a second's hesitation.

You see, faith means listening to your heart, not just your heard. It's not about ignoring facts; it's about being willing to see around them sometimes.

I can’t run around falling in love with fantasies.

It takes awhile, but eventually you realize they lost you. You didn’t lose them.

My larger point is that since each of us struggles daily with good and bad impulses, we might want to restructure our social institutions in order to make it a little easier to be good.

...sin is separation.

Ask anybody, would you want an ex-madman living next door? It’s difficult enough being an ex-convict. It’s double hard for us ‘madmen’. Please believe it.

It is common knowledge that 87% of the problems of the world are caused by cats. No cats, no problems."Hank the Cowdog

Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb/I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from/Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer/It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.

Death must be easy cuz life is hard

Sometimes it is harder to deprive oneself of a pain than of a pleasure.

Each morning, we return from the dream soul trying to adjust to the day world, that moment when the two souls exchange places in the driver’s seat.

There are forces at work you do not perceive. I weave a delicate strategy which rash actions could rend. Patience , please.