No. I kind of accepted it, in a way. That saving you was worth losing what we might've had.

Be unpredictable, be real, be interesting. Tell a good story.

I've always been fascinated by quantum physics and the possibility of alternate realities.

I just...feel like I need to save everyone. To redeem myself.

Just follow me and run like your life depends on it. Because it does.

You are the shuckiest shuck faced shuck in the world!

I've been shucked and gone to heaven.

Oh, I'm good. Seriously, after all these years, you'd think I would stop amazing myself. But here I am, still doing it.

...You'd think the little part about them supposedly killing us would be the attention getter.

i felt her absence. it was like waking up one day with no teeth in your mouth. you wouldn't need to run to the mirror to know they were gone

Such a display of death - how could it be considered a victory?

Not enough, " he said, letting her hair slip through his fingers. "If I kiss you all day, everyday, for the rest of my life, it won't be enough.

One joke is enough to put a smile on your face.One hug is enough to put a smile on your heart.One kiss is enough to put a smile on your soul.

Listen: Common sense doesn't mean what it used to mean."-Matthias Chalmers, STAIRWAY2 HEAVEN

When we were children we were grateful to those who filled our stockings at Christmas time. Why are we not grateful to God for filling our stockings with legs?

WRATH, n. Anger of a superior quality and degree, appropriate to exalted characters and momentous occasions; as, "the wrath of God," "the day of wrath," etc. . . .

Where two motives, neither of them perfectly justifiable, may be assigned, the worst has the chance of being preferred.

I didn't want to be either the cre'me de la cre'me or a martyr. I'd rather be a novelty, especially in a democracy that doesn't understand the language I write in.

There are some things a girl never forgets, Ry. And one of those is a kiss from the right guy

We all want to be happy.

Good grief! They're going to call us inside soon, and Sticky hasn't even met Madge yet!" "Who's Madge?" Sticky asked. "Her Majesty the Queen!