Enough talk," Peter said, and his eyes flashed. "It's time to turn you three into killers.

Go and play. Run around. Build something. Break something. Climb a tree. Get dirty. Get in some trouble. Have some fun.

There's a reason why we're born with brains in our heads, not rocks.

Men who fear demons see demons everywhere.

That's the spirit, one part brave, three parts fool.

If you don't learn to laugh at life it'll surely kill you, that I know.

But Peter had seen too much, knew too well that men-kind didn't need an excuse to be cruel and murder one another.

Everything comes with a price. Everything. Some things just cost more than others.

Both sides so blinded by their fear and hate of each other that they couldn't see they were all fighting for the same thing.

Demon or not, it didn't matter, suffering was everywhere he looked.

Had not enough gone wrong?

Enjoy time of existence.

We are so caught up with the affairs of this life we give little attention to eternity.

Hatred begets One with eyes Closed, The wiser's love cannot be sourced.

In large states public education will always be mediocre, for the same reason that in large kitchens the cooking is usually bad.

I was sort of miserable and depressed. Music was my savior, but it was also the thing that I felt at times was breaking my heart.

It's not that I'm retired, I just no longer accept acting work.

Crows follow me wherever I go.

Whereas I think in New York every step is a detour in every direction.

You have to eventually nationalize US banks, you have to take the problem by the horns. In my view actually most of the US banking system is insolvent.

Monogamy, monotony. There's only a couple of letters...